Hi everyone. This collection of tales was recorded over the past year for YouTube.

They were originally envisioned as a bunch that would wander away from true horror a little,

and wouldn't quite have a place here. But ten stories later, that didn't turn out to be so much the case.

On track mind, I guess. So here are those YouTube stories later, that didn't turn out to be so much the case.

One track of mind, I guess.

So here are those YouTube tales, if you haven't heard them already, with some parts re-recorded to make up for the lack of visuals, as sparse as they were.

Talk to you later.

Music Nine years I chased Olivia. Nine years, can it be?

Dortmund, Kiel, La Serena, Fortale.

Then weeks ago I found myself driving east down Route 522 in the lower part of a state

I'd never been to until it became Ocean Boulevard.

At 10 o'clock at night everything was lit up, all the miniature golf courses, the seafood

restaurants, the donut shops, the t-shirt stores, Dairy Queen, Sunsations, Ronnie's Beach Shack, the Ripley's, believe it or not, museum.

Traffic was light, it was 20 degrees outside.

I took her ride on the 3rd Street and cruised through a scruffy, quiet, sandy neighborhood, six blocks from the beach.

Crooked houses with names like Sea Swept, Starfish Cove, August House.

Rooms with kitchenettes available by the week. See you next May.

I parked the car and texted Binky.

I was here.

And he answered in five seconds.

I walked to 6th Street and got inside his pickup truck.

For the last time, I said,

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