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Smoke and Mirrors

Haymitch was slowly working himself into a drunken stupor. Just when hed believed that Snow could stoop no lower and value human life less, hed gone ahead and announced the twist in the Third Quarter Quell. He stood a fifty/fifty chance of returning to the arena and Katniss was likely doomed to her death.

Hed made so many promises Hed sworn to Katniss that he wouldnt let Peeta die. Haymitch liked the bakers kid. He was a genuinely good example of humanity and the promise hed managed to extract from Haymitch a second time for Katnisss safety weighed heavily on his mind.

He was most concerned about the promises hed made to Plutarch about protecting the Mockingjay. Heavensbee was insistent that Katniss was the linchpin of the entire revolution the District kid who flipped the bird to the big, bad Capitol.

All Haymitch had to do was deliver her in one piece.

He scrubbed a hand over his face. He wanted to throw something, but hed already wasted a bottle of his strictly rationed and highly contraband white liquor. He wouldnt be making that mistake again.

There was a knock at the door.

It was well and truly after nightfall. Threads curfew was still firmly in place, so a knock at the door so close to midnight could hardly be a neighbour popping by for a spot of tea.

The well-worn handle of his knife in his palm was a familiar companion and it filled him with a quiet confidence as he slunk towards the door, his bare feet almost silent against the hardwood floor.

Effie? he grunted when he swung the door open. What the fuck are you doing here?

She could only stare at him, blue eyes wide; the proverbial deer in the headlights. I dont know what came over me, she gasped. I should leave.

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The distinctive storytelling genius of Neil Gaiman has been acclaimed by writers as diverse as Norman Mailer and Stephen King. Now in this new collection of stories—several of which have never before appeared in print, and more than half that have never been collected—that will dazzle the senses and haunt the imagination. Miraculous inventions and unforgettable characters inhabit these pages: an elderly widow who finds the Holy Grail in a second-hand store…a frightened little boy who bargains for his life with a troll living under a bridge by the railroad tracks…a stray cat who battles nightly against a recurring evil that threatens his unsusupecting adoptive family. In these stories, Gaiman displays the power, wit, insight and outrageous originality that has made him one of the most unique literary artists of our day.

The Subterranean Edition of Smoke and Mirrors will feature an all original design by Dave McKean, be printed in two colors throughout, with original illustrations for each story, including 8-10 full color plates.

The lettered edition will be lavishly bound, housed in a specially constructed box, the most elaborate presentation we’ve yet attempted for a book. In addition, each copy will include an original sketch by Dave McKean.

Smoke And Mirrors
Jim Johnston
Smoke And Mirrors

Smoke and Mirrors - Cody Rhodes

Lyrics:

(Whoa)
(Whoa)
(Whoa)
(Whoa)
 
Let me go, the blood drips from your camera
Just like a knife held in your hand
What'cha mad about? I don’t know and I don’t give a damn
Break the rules because I can

Let everybody see
Their future here in me
Just watch the wheel go round
I’ll cheer as you go down

(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors to me

I know less is more but with you
The stupid never understand
Empty words you said so much
Without a plan

Let everybody see
Their future here in me
Just watch the wheel go round
I’ll Cheer as you go down

(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors to me

Cant take it anymore
I´ve heard it all before
I think the whole world knows
It’s time for you to go
But you can’t read the signs
Maybe you cant tell time
I promise you cant stay
I´ll make you go away

Let everybody see
Their future here in me
Just watch the wheel go round
I’ll cheer as you go down

(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors.
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors
(Whoa) You’re only smoke and mirrors to me

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This week’s podcast guest is folk-pop singer/songwriter

BRETT DENNEN

who’s big into superfoods.  We also talk gargling with coconut oil, vegan chocolate, and sushi recommendations (he does eat fish). There’s also the wilderness survival section of the program where we talk about foraging for shitberries and salsa bird droppings.   

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