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The Tyrant Queen of Iron City presents us with a bouquet of petty grievances. Through a series of desperate but hilarious profiles, he documents dreadful visitors to his domain, a roadside adult retail venture, weaving an evolving narrative of a man building a surveillance castle under siege. This piece features a beautiful, arabesque introduction by our libertine wanderer comrade a.e., drawing parallels between the sailor frontiers of antiquity and the economy of truckstops.