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Illuminating all Orphan Towne with a newfangled invention, “the light bulb” is quite enough excitement for Junior Engineer (Third Class) Alvin Esker, but after discovering Hana, a peculiar girl-who-can’t-exist, his familiar world of lectrics and lunches flips on its pole. Before he knows it, he and Hana have triggered an experiment that threatens the survival of Orphan Towne —and possibly a continent. They embark on a trek to the top of the earth, on the trail of the final discovery of the Last Astronomer, to stop the doom they unwittingly caused ... assuming they don't die.

Children will learn the basics of mindful breathing along with their ABCs in this playful and interactive audiobook. Alphabreaths: The ABCs of Mindful Breathing features music and special effects. Listen along and enjoy the fun! In Alphabreaths, children learn their ABCs along with the basics of...

"Yes, you can turn what you love into a six-figure career. You didn’t become a service provider to be overworked and underpaid, yet here you are: grinding long hours, watching others succeed, and wondering why this isn’t working. Sometimes you think maybe they were right and this career isn’t the real deal. Or maybe you’ve just never been shown how to make a job in the beauty industry work like a business. When you learn what top service professionals already know, everything changes, from your bank account to the respect you command.

This thirty-first issue of Tales from the Canyons of the Damned consists of five sharp, suspenseful, thought provoking short stories - each from a different featured master of speculative fiction. Tales from the Canyons of the Damned: No. 31 features "Fortune Cookies" by Hunter C. Eden; "That Time of Year" by D.K. Cassidy, "The Pairing Witch" by David Alan Jones, "Similar" by Holly Heisey, and "#Eddie_and_June" by Daniel Arthur Smith.

I still remember the morning of January 7, 2025. I awoke to an odd scent of burning... both natural and chemical. I went downstairs and opened my kitchen door, like I do most mornings. Typically, I'm greeted with the joyful sounds of children heading to school, but this time I found the air thick, the density burning to my eyes and seemingly layered onto my skin, my clothes. The streets were oddly vacant.