Kimberley's Back in Denial Again

Frances is Coming Apart at the Seams

There's something going on.

A street closure.

A ferris wheel.

People gathering.

Nothing is quite what it seems.

The girl who lived in the area is gone.

But the shopkeepers miss her still.

They speak her name in low tones.

The vendors at the fair tell stories of how she won the stuffed bear last year. And how they found the bear in a dumpster a few days later.

They talk of the rides she loved. The boyfriends she brought to the fair over the years.

They talk of her. And nothing but her.

Because they all miss her. They all wonder what happened to her.

And they know they'll never, ever see her again.

Two From the North

Two Nordic ear-worms, briefly noted.

Flamboyant Swedish pop-rock sound? Check.
Absurd 80s key-tar? Check.
Amazing sky and partially frozen sea? Check.
Band seemingly floating away on a chunk of ice soon to be eaten by a polar bear? Check.

Nom de Guerre's "Run Run Run" (h/t Swedesplease):


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