The dame walked into my office. Her body was a sinful display of curves. Long blond hair cascaded down her shoulders, down to the lush swell of her chest, her long legs curving BEYOND SOMEHOW IN A WAY I CANNOT AND DARE NOT RECALL

THE COLOUR OUT OF SPACE

THE FIVE DIMENSIONAL SOLIDS

THE BOTCHINO

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I want this book, and more. I want a pulp detective, Lovecraftian-horror story written by a William Burroughs emulator.

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