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Sydney has only smoked cigarettes two times in her life.
One at a house party when she went to the CIA and the other in the ally of The Beef soon to be The Bear where Carmy and Richie are silently mourning.
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- Part 1 of Light a fire in me
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The Bear is coming and with it there’s work to do, inside and out.
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Six meetings.
Five on accident.
One on purpose.After Sydney leaves The Bear, she and Carmy keep colliding in restaurants, in cities, in versions of their lives that don’t quite fit. The past follows them like heat.
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10 Jun 2025
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Who’s behind a new drug sweeping Revachol West? Romance, camaraderie, mini-mystery. [Part 4: Harry’s hot on the case, but still has time for a date. If only he could do something about that broad whispering in his ear!] COMPLETE!
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"May 23, 51' 22:36
There is a kind of sadness that pervades the hearts and minds of every Revacholian, a kind of unspoken loneliness that lingers through the iron-tinged marine layer and emanates from the smokestacks, a looming threat that echoes off the cloud layer.
Often it sounds of aerostatic blades and looks of search lights dancing over rooftops, and so, Kim can't sleep, too stuck on thinking about the quietness of Martinaise.
Of Harry."
Kim Kitsuragi works his first case with Harry since Martinase. Journaling his descent into madness as he moves closer to becoming a full fledged member of the 41st and falls further and further into Harrys orbit.
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- Part 1 of Magpieverse
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13 Apr 2025
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Radios, recovery, and romance.
Or, Harry starts listening to the radio. It gives him something to hold onto. (And maybe discovers the lost island of Atlantide while he’s at it.)
Featuring: WEATHER FM, SAD FM, MIRRORBALL FM, and SPEEDFREAKS FM
KIM KITSURAGI: “You know, when I was a child, I used to pretend I was flying an aerostatic through the pale and had discovered Atlantide. Mostly when I was trying to fall asleep.”
ESPRIT DE CORPS: He still does. Nights he really can’t sleep, he soars low, skimming the city: its tall clear buildings sparkling in the sun, the river snaking through the plain. Far below, a man looks up at him, shading his eyes. A child waves at him. A dog chases his shadow, snapping at it, never catching it.
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24 Feb 2025
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Lieutenant double-yefreitor Harrier Du Bois is a dangerous man. He is a disease; he gets under your skin and spreads, awakens that old gnawing hunger in you.
You put a hand to your face, pinch your nose. “Violation of the peace - battery - littering-”
“Go on, then, arrest me, Kim,” he says, smirking. He’s loose and large and looks down at you. And you think about it. You really do. Turning him around, slamming him against the wall, face-first. He’s larger than you, but he’s drunker, and he gets clumsy when he’s drunk. You’ve practiced, years and years of it. You can have the cuffs on him before he even realizes what’s happening.
You think, ah, fuck it, and then you’re on him, one hand on his shoulder, the other on his waist, spinning him around, shoving him, and he loses his footing on the curb, stumbles, and you get him under an arm, pick him up, and push him face first into the wall, reaching for your cuffs. You’re breathing hard against his neck.