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Stories that don't have a consistent world. Because fuck continuity sometimes.
In a mid-sized skyscraper accented with marble in the heart of a bustling metropolis is a desk where sits a wolfman with his head in his hands on the brink of a migraine headache. A somewhat tall man with a typical amount of muscle for a man in his forties, a 3-inch-long gray mane of a beard that contrasts against his brown fur. His name is Benny Lypuston, and this huge office on the 40 th floor of a multinational corporat
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