Waxing Bitter by Marie Lecrivain free hugs - i don’t think so. no smile, no arch of eyebrow, and no open arms to accept you. an act of kindness comes with a cost as all things do. the universe wasn't modeled on the something for nothing rule in the absence of flow, diminished returns of sleep, and pithy solipsisms that crowd out the great truths we were raised to embrace. this is the truth of life as we know it until we burrow into the subversive current, our backs bent and ears oriented to the side-winding secrets of how to stay one step ahead. the universe will fuck with us until we die, and the last bits of meat and bone dissolve into the earth - this is our last laugh, and payment in full. Gyroscope Review 13 !