Scoping myself out in my standup mirror, I turned and gently twerked. - Robin Sloan

Well, you know our saying: It's not over until you hold the book's ashes in your hands, weeping at the years you've lost.
I did not know we had that saying, sir.

The suburban mind cannot comprehend the emergent complexity of a New York sidewalk.

I'm making progress of my own: Kat invites me to a house party. Unfortunately, I can't go. I can never go to any parties, because my shift starts at precisely party o'clock.