I was at the new Bizarro Hour in Chicago. I read an excerpt from “The Skyscraper of Suspicious Delight” from TALES OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house. Not because it was sad or beautiful. No,…
I was at the new Bizarro Hour in Chicago. I read an excerpt from “The Skyscraper of Suspicious Delight” from TALES OF QUESTIONABLE TASTE. There wasn’t a dry eye in the house. Not because it was sad or beautiful. No,…