If one would praise the Almighty, one must then revel in His works, and take them whole, adore their very grossness, savor the oozing quiddity of that slime of which He seems to be inordinately...

Damn! – I’d rather walk into something of my own accord than to be frogmarched into it.””So it says here in the file. James Mowry, twenty-six, restless and pigheaded. Can be trusted to do anything...