Not continuity, precisely, but I think this old bar has a lot to offer. Who else comes in every now and then to order drinks from tough old Clem, do you think? Let's get some audience participation! Populate Clem's bar with me...
Come on in. Don’t be scared. Keep that notebook out, too. Old Sven there, he took a nasty fall, built hisself a new body outta metal and such. Din’t work quite right, so now he’s just got the legs. Kinda spidery, ain’t they? That’s Donovan, used to work at the power plant. Show him that thing you do with a light bulb, Donny. Yeah. Real pretty how it lights up, ain’t it? And ‘course there’s Jack, but he’s been and gone. Easy to tell, ain’t it, Clem? Now, you want stories, you talk to Clem here. He’s seen it all.
DP FICTION #1: “Taste the Whip” by Andy Dudak
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