Jacob’s Pickles?! or, The Battle of Brunch

Emergency personnel were on the scene, picking through the rubble of what was once a beautiful place, tossing aside the wreckage of the battle… it was a long one. The trauma teams were finished extracting the wounded and were picking through the dead bodies now. It was a bloody one and not everyone survived… A…

An ‘Avocado Toast’ Post!?

It was late, the streets of Manhattan were dark, but knew I was not alone. I could feel a light mist on my face as I walked and chills went down my spine… I found myself quietly stepping into a grocery store near the train stop I had just emerged from, and as I passed…