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    Tour of Time's Edge: S.F. Special
    Tour of Time's Edge: S.F. Special
    Tour of Time's Edge: S.F. Special
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    Tour of Time's Edge: S.F. Special

    By Perry Mark Stratychuk

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    Tour of Time's Edge is an anthology of short science fiction stories in different styles by visionary Canadian writer and poet Perry Mark Stratychuk.

    Originally published in 1992-93 as a limited edition sci-fi chapbook Tour of Time's Edge is now available for the first time in electronic format.

    This edition features the short story Each Sleepless Hour of a Gentle Machine which was Stratychuk's first published work..

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherPerry Mark Stratychuk
    Release dateJan 12, 2018
    ISBN9781386248859
    Tour of Time's Edge: S.F. Special
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    Perry Mark Stratychuk

    Perry Mark Stratychuk (born in St. Boniface, Manitoba, Canada) is a filmmaker, writer, musician, poet, and actor. Described in a review as a "natural artist", he is a director, cinematographer, and producer in several movie genres such as experimental short film, music video, and documentary. Along with writing bizarro fiction and poetry, Perry creates strange "outsider" artworks, and can be heard forging eclectic electronic / experimental guitar music for soundtracks and albums as a Canadian electronic drone music pioneer active since 1981. Perry currently resides in Chengdu, Sichuan, China with his wife Sayda, and miniature Schnauzer Aboo.

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      Tour of Time's Edge - Perry Mark Stratychuk

      Green Biscuit Pie

      TODAY IS FRIDAY THE thirteenth. Good things always seem happen to me on Friday the thirteenth. People always think it's the unluckiest day of the year. Hell no. Not me. You always create your own luck, I always say. Even though it gets pretty lonely here sometimes, I'll still miss the place. Granted there isn't much here to miss, only this eleven foot long, four foot wide, by five foot high metal cage. Hey, I know it well.

      It's called home.

      I'm waiting for my daughter Verniece, she's in her fifties now. Divorced twice. She told me to expect her at three this afternoon. Poor thing usually travels by aircab, what with her weight problem and all. She's even saving to have a suctioning done at a government sponsored clinic.

      Listen, you were on that short admissions tour, weren't you? Did they tell you we've got eleven hundred more in the underground level here besides the thirty three hundred above ground?

      Yeah, I know, they always leave that part out. Probably because they don't want to attract any more negative publicity than they already got.

      I've heard it's pretty damp in the sub-levels, and with no sunlight. They don't ever want to admit that it's just as crowded in these facilities as the ones outside.

      Just the same, this is one of the better automated storage facilities for the aged, you know. My daughter was sure glad when they announced these affordable spaces for people like us. She pays my rent here.

      Did I mention that?

      She had twins on the way when I left. She just got a second husband who took up my old space. That one room of hers got pretty cramped. I was glad to be out of there.

      Really, I was.

      Don't you believe me?

      Those overalls look great. No. don't thank me. I never quite liked the way they hung on me, anyway. I

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