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True Crime
"Against the granite; he'd been lying there for hours--probably since last night--on Baldwin Avenue either dying slow or, if he'd been lucky, dying fast from whatever had happened to him. From the looks of it, someone had bashed in his skull; whenever it had happened, last night or this morning, he was gone now--he was gone and nobody cared but me." Every day in Jersey City someone gets it: by accident or on purpose people die; the body count rises while the lucky ones continue on with their lives: very few notice and hardly no one cares. Vince cared, and when he discovers a body splayed out on the searing concrete of Baldwin Avenue, it becomes his mission to discover the why's and what for's. What results is a hardboiled murder mystery that is as bizarre as it is excessive. Violent and profane, the fists and expletives fly as Vince puts foot in ass, fist in jaw until finding answers to his questions in the merciless shadows of Jersey City. Also Includes chapter one of next year's all-new Foolkiller novel..
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The Abysmal (A Novella)
Aaron came to Brooklyn to get away; behind him, in Queens, he'd left chaos, misery, and sorrow. All he wanted now was isolation and a little peace--what he found was love...and death. "In his second Gothic-influenced novella, Bryan Gibson explores the depths of love, sorrow, and hate, wringing from each a torrent of pathos that floods every page until the inevitable, tragic end. Throughout the novella readers might laugh, cry, even clench their fists, but at no point will they regret consuming Gibson's sumptuous feast. A triumph!--a dark, unsettling, blasphemous triumph!" --E. Lynn Harris .
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The Abysmal Brute
excerpt from CHAPTER I: SAM STUBENER ran through his mail carelessly and rapidly As became a manager of prize-fighters, he was accustomed to a various and bizarre correspondence. Every crank, sport, near sport, and reformer seemed to have ideas to impart to him. From dire threats, such as pushing in the front of his face, from rabbit-foot fetishes to lucky horseshoes, from dinky jerkwater bids to the quarter-of-a-million-dollar offers of irresponsible nobodies, he knew the whole run of the surprise portion of his mail. In his time having received a razor-strop made from the skin of a lynched Negro, and a finger, withered and sun-dried, cur from the body of a white man found in Death Valley, he was of the opinion that never again would the postman bring him anything that could startle him. But this morning he opened a letter that he read a second time, put away in his pocket, and took out for a third reading. It was postmarked from some unheard-of post office in Siskiyou County, and it ran: Dear Sam: - - -You don't know me, except my reputation. You come after my time, and I've been out of the game a long time. But take it from me I ain't been asleep. I've followed you, from the time Kal Aufman knocked you out to your last handling of Nat Belson, and I take it you're the niftiest thing in the line of managers that ever came down the pike. - - -I got a proposition for you. I got the greatest unknown that ever happened. This ain't con. It's the straight goods. What do you think of a husky that tips the scales at two hundred and twenty pounds fighting weight, is twenty-two years old, and can hit a kick twice as hard as my best ever? That's him, my boy, Young Pat Glendon, that's the name he'll fight under. I've planned it all out. Now the best thing you can do is hit the first train and come up here. - - -I bred him and trained him. All that I ever had in my head I've hammered into his. And maybe you won't believe it, but he's added to it. He's a born fighter. He's a wonder at time and distance. He just knows to the second and the inch, and he don't need to think about it at all. His six-inch jolt is more the real sleep medicine than the full-arm swing of most geezers. - - -Talk about the hope of the white race. This is him. Come and take a peep. When you was managing Jeffries you was crazy about hunting. Come along and I'll give you some real hunting and fishing that will make your movie picture winnings look like thirty cents. I'll send Young Pat out with you. I ain't able to get around. That's why I'm sending for you. I was going to manage him myself. But it ain't no use. I'm all in and likely to pass out any time. So get a move on. I want you to manage him. There's a fortune in it for both of you, but I want to draw up the contract. Yours truly, PAT GLENDON Stubener was puzzled. It seemed, on the face of it, a joke--the men in the fighting game were notorious jokers--and he tried to discern the fine hand of Corbett or the big friendly paw of Fitzsimmons in the screed before him. But if it were genuine, he knew it was worth looking into. Pat Glendon was before his time, though, as a cub, he had once seen Old Pat spar at the benefit for Jack Dempsey. Even then he was called "Old" Pat, and had been out of the ring for years. He had antedated Sullivan, in the old London Prize Ring Rules, though his last fading battles had been put up under the incoming Marquis of Queensbury Rules..
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Abysmal - Acumen Thoughts and Block-Prints by Gwen Frostic
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Abysmal: A Critique of Cartographic Reason
People rely on reason to think about and navigate the abstract world of human relations in much the same way they rely on maps to study and traverse the physical world. Starting from that simple observation, renowned geographer Gunnar Olsson offers in Abysmal an astonishingly erudite critique of the way human thought and action have become deeply immersed in the rhetoric of cartography and how this cartographic reasoning allows the powerful to map out other people’s lives.
A spectacular reading of Western philosophy, religion, and mythology that draws on early maps and atlases, Plato, Kant, and Wittgenstein, Thomas Pynchon, Gilgamesh, and Marcel Duchamp, Abysmal is itself a minimalist guide to the terrain of Western culture. Olsson roams widely but always returns to the problems inherent in reason, to question the outdated assumptions and fixed ideas that thinking cartographically entails. A work of ambition, scope, and sharp wit, Abysmal will appeal to an eclectic audience—to geographers and cartographers, but also to anyone interested in the history of ideas, culture, and art. (20061024).
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FORESIGHT A RARE COMMODITY DURING DOWNTURN Abysmal turnout at NEXPO only one indicator of publishers' myopia.(Brief Article): An article from: NewsInc
This digital document is an article from NewsInc, published by The Cole Group on July 2, 2001. The length of the article is 689 words. The page length shown above is based on a typical 300-word page. The article is delivered in HTML format and is available in your Amazon.com Digital Locker immediately after purchase. You can view it with any web browser. Citation DetailsTitle: FORESIGHT A RARE COMMODITY DURING DOWNTURN Abysmal turnout at NEXPO only one indicator of publishers' myopia.(Brief Article) Publication:NewsInc (Magazine/Journal) Date: July 2, 2001 Publisher: The Cole Group Volume: 13 Issue: 14 Page: NA Article Type: Brief Article Distributed by Thomson Gale.
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