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Violent Glow of Alien Engines (M. John Harrison, ‘Light’)

“In the Deserts of the West, still today, there are Tattered Ruins of that Map, inhabited by Animals and Beggars; in all the Land there is no other Relic of the Disciplines of Geography” Jorge Luis Borges, On Exactitude in … Continue reading

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We came in all guns blazing anyway (Iain M Banks, ‘Consider Phlebas’ and ‘The Player of Games’)

Hello, The Internet. I am Rich Fox. I’m a man in my mid-thirties, currently living in Bristol, England. I worked as a cinema projectionist on and off for about thirteen years, and now I’m half-way through my part-time MA in … Continue reading

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