I Hope You Grind
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Last published Fri, Jul 3, 2026
FROM LOGIC ENDS is a cracked mirror of a collection - peering into the bizarre, the bent, and the beautifully wrong.
Within these pages, yellow ducks might watch you back, eyes glitch in reflections, and memories scream through vending machines.
Every story tears at the seams of reality, where the strange isn't just welcome - it's the narrator.
The mind urge to relive the innocence but die at the cruelity of the world.
The world that's eager to feed about the innocent and puke the blasphemy. To the dark comedy lovers... its my HOMAGE. Read. Listen. Pretend cause the wile are feeding and DUCKIES are leading.
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