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He heard sirens. The overlap said six or seven units

The thuds and skull crack muffle-echoed.

What seems to be the center of Crowley’s notoriety:

New York lawyer and patron of the arts John Quinn (1870–1924) had collected most of Crowley’s books (but read none of them). He knew “some of them seemed to be the limit, both erotic and blasphemous. I can forgive the blasphemy.”

Yip [a pet poodle] was in his lap, shaking like he had some kind of vibrator up his ass

Always remember!:

The equations of general relativity cannot handle the roiling frenzy of quantum foam.

Overwork that metaphor
>She described herself that way, but she was no more broken than a spear with a chipped blade—and a spear like that could still be as sharp a weapon as any. He preferred one with a score or two on the blade, a worn handle. A spearhead that had known fighting was just . . . better than a new one. You could know it had been used by a man fighting for his life…

“muliebral”: well… they know how to use a thesaurus

Huh-boy… pedantic:

light of the no-ship’s endless wanderings, the name Ithaca seemed appropriate.

Ithaca, a small island in ancient Greece, had been the home of Odysseus, who…

More somber than a typical Lansdale story. Very little humor.

It’s the romance novel the first three have been leading to