86th and Lex was as close as they could get to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. It was early evening. A few grim automobiles pulled up in front of the imposing old...
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Read MoreBlinking back the bright light, Jacob Boyle surveyed the contents of his refrigerator without comprehension. Once again Bryson had drunk him under the table and he...
Read MoreFelix left Gametria and headed uptown. It took a little over an hour to get to 110th street. Sometimes he crossed over in the seventies or eighties but now that the...
Read MoreTransitions were never clear. It was not a matter of two incommensurate states. Rather he was where the edges of many clouds merged. In the old days he would doze off...
Read MoreBryson was used to administering a large staff that performed all of the tasks she was now performing. She reviewed reports, attended virtual meetings where all of the...
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THE MAN WHO CAN'T DIE
"Frankel once again produces a thrilling futuristic dystopia which includes white-knuckle action, lots of sex and drugs, and a post-menopausal white-haired research scientist heroine who is trying to save the world from her own mad genius." Buy on Amazon | Buy on Whiskey Tit
GAHA: BABES OF THE ABYSS
"It's hard to put down this book, full of Frankel's autodidact ramblings and wild flights of language." Buy on Amazon | Buy on Whiskey Tit
SPECIMEN TANK
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