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In the last decade, pop culture has embraced the coming apocalypse with open arms. It’s inevitable; the only question left is how. Is it the flu? Zombies? Nuclear explosion? Asteroid?* Because clearly, regardless of which method, it’s coming. Personally, I love zombies. I don’t care that (nearly) everyone else loves zombies too.  Through the brillianceContinue reading “Black Moon by Kenneth Calhoun”