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I stood alone on the dance floor of the Piermont Landing Ballroom. The crowd had left. Only I remained. I rubbed my forehead and released a huge sigh. I felt like I had been holding my breath all night long. I still could not believe what had happened.

We had gathered several hours earlier to attend the Wedding Rehearsal of Miss Obedience Mactavish of New Toulouse and Doctor Obelensky of New Babbage. Miss Mactavish is the last of the Mactavish Family, one of the most prominent families in "old"… Continue

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I sit at my desk in my office at The Nest in Edison Hypatia, staring at the blank sheet of paper on it, pen in hand. I sit for hours, just looking at it.

I don't know what to write. I've sent other letters and received no response. I really wish I did not want to write another one. Another exercise in futility? I think so. At this point it's something I can do to make myself feel better. I suppose it's worth it for that.

I take a deep breath, and put pen to paper.

Dear Man in Pieces,

I've tr… Continue

Sadly, the Summer of 2009 has seen the passing of some of G… Continue