Unthinkable Cramps | Murky & Sanchez

An unmarked Ford Granada cruises the empty streets of Unthinkable Cramps, alternating between paved and dirt. Smoke clouds the windshield. For a moment it reverses back into Hank Murky‚Äôs cigarette. The cigarette regains its former state from moments ago when he lit it. Blood drips from the steering wheel. Blood always drips from the steeringContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Murky & Sanchez”