“Hashish will be, indeed, for the impressions and familiar thoughts of the man, a mirror which magnifies, yet no more than a mirror.” Charles Baudelaire, The Poem of Hashish Following the road as it climbs from Port Laveau toward downtown Hathian, Lush Leaf appears almost unexpectedly, like a secret growing in the cracks of Laveau....
This month’s Fangs and Claws Edition leans enthusiastically into the animal theme. The crowd gathers expecting teeth, claws and questionable decisions, and the organizers appear determined not to disappoint. At the center of it all is Clivia Sanko-Tang, armed with her usual megaphone and the kind of diplomacy normally associated with bar fights. After silencing...
There are places in Laveau that do not need an introduction. They stand there like old scars, familiar even to those who have never stepped inside them. The clinic is one of those places. Tucked beneath the same roof as the Asylum, the medical clinic has long been one of Laveau’s necessary institutions: useful, feared,...