WEST YELL - on line
From the halls of our rustic, (some would say 'dilapidated,) office in beautiful downtown West Yellowstone comes a phoenix.
Prior to the apocalypse there was an event that changed the lives of many gentle souls in the valley of twists.
The bit of fluff known as "THAT RAG" was sold to a band of gypsy plutocrats. They exploited it and gleaned their ill gotten reward and, under the guise pf a 'non-competitive' clause, held sole-source rights to a once noble bit of local lore.
As the clock wound, the scallywags dropped the only source of insight in the valley of twists. They left with their loot and booty; leaving behind a void in the information dispersion mechanism of the slumbering valley.
Although not as archival as the original, this effort at fiction is offered to the rumor mongers of the valley as an humble replacement for the insights of the previous entity. Our schedule is now full, and publishing is much easier through the use of tame electrons than the 100% recycled fiber of the other entity.
Time and reportage will decide if this phoenix will fly..
New Insights & Innuendos
Although a work of fiction, bearing no resemblance to reality in any form; this little bit of fluff provides fodder for thought and further investigation. There are some who would suggest that there are unique happenings in the valley of twists that cannot be disguised. We dispute that and point to the millions of places similar to this little valley.
There
are many places where the scenery, landscape, cityscape, and
surroundings are ignored for other pursuits such as sex, love, money,
power, religion, personal interest, drunkenness, ribaldry, diversion,
and self aggrandizement. The valley of twists is no exception to this.
Occasionally individuals with a greater than average sense of self worth believe that they can see themselves in the stories and other bits of fiction contained here. We mean no offense - but if the shoe fits . . . . .
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