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A Warm Hug from a Wine-Stained, Smoke-Filled, Nihilistic Bookshop If you’ve ever tried to rent a flat in London, you’ll know it can be a soul-destroying experience. But what if the estate agent showing you around was so gloriously incompetent,…
“Stath Lets Flats”: A Madcap Masterpiece of Malapropisms and Moustache Misery If you’ve ever tried to rent a flat in London, you’ll know it can be a soul-destroying experience. But what if the estate agent showing you around was so…
A Symphony of Slurs, Sloshed Dreams, and Strangely Sober Truths If you ever wondered what would happen if Hunter S. Thompson wrote a love letter to baseball, bourbon, and broken men, then Brockmire is the messily magnificent answer. Starring a…
