Narratively

“Hello, I’m a taxidermist here."

With a runner negotiating with his maker on his heels, this author gets an ungodly gift when they cross the finish line.

Surrounded by artwork worth millions, and carpentry tools, I met my greatest fear.

Ninety-five years ago, a horrific train wreck wiped a Brooklyn street off the map, and changed the city’s subway system forever.

I was dissolving in the tunnels beneath the Big Apple. A real New York nightmare.