Status Updates From Seven Poor Men of Sydney

Still super weird but reading about Sydney in the 1920s is cool

Super weird so far but that’s fun

Under many hoods and hats, we are all the same creature all the time trying to make its way out of a thicket. There are cuirassed guards waiting to hack us down at every thinning of the bush, so we try to escape, as a bird, a bat, a floating vampire head, a shadow, a skeleton, a deer, a rat, and what you will.