SPACE IS THE FINAL FRONTIER

A passive husband finally takes a decision. Sort of. But the building crew he allows onto his property to build an addition quickly takes over his life—down to the last cent in his savings account, which he shares with his possibly bisexual wife.

Not striking a chord?

Ok, think of Borges in a fright wig listening to Bach on a Moog synthesizer while slowing descending upwards.  

Find Space is the Final Frontier in Issue 64 of The Cafe Irreal. It's hot off the press. 

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