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    Albert Camus wrote that the only serious question is whether to kill yourself or not.
    Tom Robbins wrote that the only serious question is whether time has a beginning and an end.
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    There is only one serious question. And that is: Who knows how to make love stay?
    Answer me that and I will tell you whether or not to kill yourself.”

    or; June, 1998. Rust and Marty are called out to Carencro, Louisiana to solve the murder of a newly wed couple. With a few other stops along the way.

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    26 May 2026

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    Rust, the void, and Martin Hart

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  3. Public Bookmark 34

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    Post-Carcosa, Rust needs Marty’s help, which is pretty infuriating.

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    06 Apr 2026

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    You know, you're looking at it wrong, Marty.
    Darkness knows its own. Time's got a way about it. If you ask me, the light’s winning.

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    06 Apr 2026

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    He rose on his knees a little, trying to find her big round skull in his view before lining up again. It wouldn’t be difficult; she’d been sniffing around their cabin since the development of a new quarry a couple hundred miles north began. First just drying meat, then the mean little cat Travis kept for mice. Sometimes their laundry. He’d shot sparrows with the Grant brothers in the summer and rabbits since he was nine, could hit a deer as it sprang away from thirty paces, hooves kicking leaf litter, this was easier than hitting a tree.

    Be Rust, be born out of small-town tragedy and now you follow calamity like a migratory bird. No one knows the orange glow of suffering over the horizon better than you.

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    02 Apr 2026