X is for Xerxes, Devoured by Mice
The heady days of 2006: No one had heard of Covid, Iron Man hadn’t come out to reinvent the blockbuster, and I was a much younger man. The title makes no snese unless you know that I’m mildly obsessed with The Gashlycrumb Tinies. It’s hard to discuss the inspiration of this story without spoiling the mild twist, but I am fond of the dry, simple way I in…
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