BLEAK HOLIDAY
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The Membranous Lounge
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21 uncompromising mind-monkeys from the desperate, shaking pen of one of today's most narcoleptic storytellers. Embark on a Bleak
Holiday and discover on your strange and circuitous journey these previously uncollected tales: a porn store returns to her cold home for the first time in two years, two young boys make a bizarre discovery that alters their perceptions of reality, an amateur girl-detective solves a mystery she isn't quite prepared for, a man with an appetite so powerful, he must continually eat or descend into madness, and a buxom woman with the head of an infant. A work of dazzling, clinging, cloying imagination, Bleak Holiday raises not only questions about perception and the limits of human experience, but spells out a fake remedy for the vacant sadness borne of ennui. It is not a book for the bland or the mildly amused. And only the most experienced traveler should consider ingesting Ayahuaska before booking passage on this Bleak Holiday! |
Slip into the Membranous Lounge. We think you'll like it here. We cater to customers just like you. You are always welcome and The Membranous Lounge is eager to serve. It’s as warm and wet as a new wound. And it’s always open. Let your eyes get used to the dark before you approach the bar. You’ll discover an uneasy solidarity here. All the drinks are spiked with hallucinogens; the songs on the jukebox drip with time and color and reach out with red tentacles. Smoking and suicide are allowed and encouraged here. Love and ambition are not. Poisonous ghosts hover like smoke over the heavy heads of the lonely, the angry, the dispossessed, the tortured and the mad. In this place you will find an entire universe of sad agony refracted in the prismatic reflections of a single lucent ice cube. And the cover charge is fairly reasonable. So, please, come inside The Membranous Lounge!
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