http://slow.writerscafe.org/JackNecron The original writings of author Jack Necron (Aubrey Jack Peaslee) en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775984149 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Everywhere you go it’s a ghost townCars, stores, homes; all eerily frozen in timeRemains of a civilization that’s gone nowA corroding portrait of grit and grime. 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