"I looked around the deserted tavern, which reeked of stale beer and cigarette smoke. The pot of Hungarian goulash bubbled on the stove. I thought of Roy, somewhere in the sewers of Seattle." From Real Stuff #2 (Fantagraphics, March 1991).
"I looked around the deserted tavern, which reeked of stale beer and cigarette smoke. The pot of Hungarian goulash bubbled on the stove. I thought of Roy, somewhere in the sewers of Seattle." From Real Stuff #2 (Fantagraphics, March 1991).
Read the other Real Stuff stories and listen to Mark's interview with Dennis Eichhorn here.