‘From the kitchen window, from what Suki could make out, all of the remaining Peripatetics, the close-knit clique of long-term Coldstream Close supper clubbers and culture wonks had gathered in front of The Compound, the house of Baxter Strang, the man without a face.’ // ‘End-of-the-World Lovesick Blues’, a story by Ashley Stokes with art by Carly A-F
