Oh, no. “Look what’s become of your baby boy.” Oh, Garcia’s Briefcase of Infinite Felonies, you were meant for a better end than this. “I contain all realities, but exist in an embarrassing one. Look at me: I’ve been ensconced.” You have. “I am an anchorite.” You are not a monk bricked up into the … Continue reading Don’t Make A Federal Briefcase Out Of It