The city's nameless vagabonds begin to vanish.

I wrote this for a Lovecraft short story contest a year or two ago.

A biography eh? Well we'll keep this short and down to the bare essentials.

Mike likes shiny objects. Is a passably proficient drooler. And is thankful to the Computing Gods for the benevolent gift of spell-check software to our unworthy species.

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