played through this as if pulled magnetic through a searing haze. only put it down when i had to. some of my favorite writing to exist ("wait until its shrapnel thoughts caltrop picasso" is such delicious timbre, to name one example). i was so shocked when it finished because i thought "there's no way that was 20,000 words", but i suppose that's the magic of a captivating experience. going to be rhapsodizing about this to friends when possible. roadside picnic continues to inspire some of my favorite things out there, and i'll be thinking about this one on late nights for some time. thanks for it all. rooting both for and against angel and del.
-fleur