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Old Ironhead, novel excerpt from Mark Powell

The child died in a sun­lit mar­ket. The child died in a Vegas ring. Still, the years came and went. Wars and rumors of war. A decade of ero­sion that end­ed with morn­ing. Maybe half past four and a taste … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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