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  February 4, 2026

  30 Years Buried: Poppy Z. Brite’s Exquisite Corpse

  Mr. November

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  February 4, 2026

  We Who Have No Gods: I came for horror, got a semester abroad in fantastical power struggles.

  Mr. November

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  February 3, 2026

  Persona: HR wants to know why your soul is late again.

  Mr. November

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  February 2, 2026

  This House Will Feed: “Historic. Charming. Requires Sacrifice.”

  Mr. November

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  January 30, 2026

  Ballad of the Bone Road: Grief is a hell of a drug and this book is the dealer.

  Mr. November

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  January 29, 2026

  The Soil Is Calling: Welcome to Harlsboro, wipe your feet and abandon hope.

  Mr. November

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  January 27, 2026

  A Veritable Household Pet: How to turn your sister into a fucking throw pillow.

  Mr. November

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  January 26, 2026

  Humboldt Cut: Nature is healing, which is bad news for you specifically.

  Mr. November

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  January 23, 2026

  Hemlock: If the trees are whispering, maybe don’t whisper back.

  Mr. November

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  January 22, 2026

  Porcelain Lullaby: Nothing says closure like breaking into the place that broke you.

  Mr. November