Tag: Digressions
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H to he who am the only one
The message crawled across Peter Coyle’s retinas, a phosphorescent scar against the static of a dying cathode ray tube television. “H to He Who Am The Only One.” It wasn’t part of the usual late-night broadcast detritus – reruns of Cold War propaganda films bleeding into televangelist pleas for alms. This felt different, coded and…