Afternoon Friday, August 4th, 2023 Garin and Joseph met at the outdoor range biannually. Garin brought the same bolt-action Springfield he’d ever had, which was an old gift from Joey himself. Joseph was there to try out his new precision chassis. Under the least drizzle and a fickle breeze, Joseph loaded his box magazine, “There is the standard cost of living to income per capita, and if the gap between them isn’t wide en...

Noon Saturday, July 22nd, 2023 There was for Lyrou a day-to-day apart from men and their dicks, her marriage and its problems, her heart and its shattering. There was a now, for her, that needed attending to and keeping up. Like a cetacean surfacing for air after having battled with a giant squid in the cold, dark depths, she returned up to the fresh and depressurized light of women and their topics. Or so that was the id...

Noon Friday, July 7th, 2023 Jia. She was the solitary hidden sniper who held up the whole campaign at the beachhead. If she rejected him, Garin would severely doubt himself. He might take it for the hint he needed that in the expanse of time since he won Lyrou, he’d lost it, he no longer appealed to women in that way. It might hurt his ego so badly that he’d fear being rejected again, too much to retry his luck the next d...