The Empty Magazine of Jack Callahan
Los Angeles, 1947. Jack Callahan sat in his office on Spring Street and watched the water stain spread across the ceiling of his building across the street. The stain was new. It had appeared overnight, a dark irregular shape on the white plaster that looked nothing like the shapes that had been there before. Jack had been watching the building for eleven months, and he'd learned to read the...
0 Σχόλια 0 Μοιράστηκε 1 Views 0 Προεπισκόπηση