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DEL SOL SFF REVIEW--Summer 2022

Deadly Dank Walls, Samurai Nightmares, A Wolf at the Door, Mayhem in the Mall, Should Have Listened to the Shrieking Puff,  A Really Bad Day Out of the Office




WET WALL—Edward Ahern

UNCOMMON GROUND--Jason J. McCuiston

THE WOLF--Timothy O. Davis

SMOKING IN THE BACK--Jeffrey Thompson


OUT OF OFFICE--Mark Cantrell


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