Sandra is playing piano at the last piano bar after the end of the world. Radok asks her for an unwelcome encore. As their argument grows heated, we discover steam and big honking rivets in “Sandra Plays For the Cast Iron Man” by Tom Crosshill. There punk also in its heart that longs for music and its scream that deny the burning light of doom Outside.
It’s short, so it’s mostly a vignette, but it paints an intense picture. Very cool.
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