Westside Saints
W.M. Akers
"On a night of hard frost, in the ruins of a burnt church, I found a body in the snow."
"On a night of hard frost, in the ruins of a burnt church, I found a body in the snow."
"As the famed song played in the single bud still wedged inside an ear, Tom Santiago found himself baking beneath a sun that had risen hours ago, long before his postal rounds brought him to the town of Camino Pass."
"'Why should I talk to you?' the man scoffed."
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