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About Navan

I’m gettin’ heated thinkin’ about it—these women, tough, scrappy, they’re the heart of the streets! Not like those suits ruinin’ healthcare. Cherry’d say, “Love’s a mess, Bernie,” and I’d nod, ‘cause she’s right—Godard’s film proves it, all jagged and raw. One time, she tricked a rich john, took his watch—sold it for rent! Laughed my ass off, said, “You’re a hero!” She just smirked, “Nah, survival, baby.”

Ferrante Pallavicino; Edward Gorey (illus.)

Witman reanimates Dawn, a dead whore. Dawn goes on a killing spree because she needs blood and is on a revenge trip. Chase is trying to track her down.

But then, I get a call. It’s the posh family. They’re freaking out because I’m late with their stove. I’m like, “Chill, I’m on it!” But inside, I’m panicking. I rush back to my workshop, and I’m hammering like a madman. I’m sweating, cursing, and praying all at once.

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