What happens to the people who have to scour the various inter-web feeds to insure what we see is “clean?”
What does this do to the watchers, or, in other forms, who watches the watchers?
It’s slim novella, read it all in one airplane trip, and there’s a fractured level of personal relationships, 20-something angst, maybe a post-millennial issue?
About the author:
Born and raised in a small town in East Texas, Kramer Wetzel spent years honing his craft in a trailer park in South Austin. He hates writing about himself in third person. More at KramerWetzel.com.
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