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Issue 90
he Limbo between Christmas and New Year’s may be a result of historical serendipity. Celebrated on December 25th, Christmas, marks the birth of little baby Jesus in Christian orthodox traditions. New Year’s, celebrated on January 1st, marks the beginning of the more tra
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Issue 86
The term “woke” has evolved over time and taken on different meanings depending on the context. Originally, “woke” is the past participle of “wake,” but in contemporary language, it used to describe a heightened awareness of social and political issues, especially related to justice and inequality.
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Issue 84
stop me if you heard this one…. In a world filled with the hustle of modern life, where cars whiz by and schedules dictate the rhythm of the day, Mr. Daniel decided to embark on a different kind of journey. Armed not with a steering wheel but with determination, he walked over seven miles to…
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Issue 83
The holiday season often comes earlier and earlier every year. And as soon as spooky season is over it happens the conjuring images of joy, celebration, warmth and Mariah Carey. However, for many, it can also bring a complex tapestry of emotions, from nostalgia to stress. Amid festive decorations and cheerful companions, the question, “Are…
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Issue 82
ComiCentric Issue 82: Another Sasquatching Time Travel Paradox
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Issue 81
ComiCentric Issue 81: Halloween Spooktacular 2 the revenge.
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Issue 80
OK OKAY… Here is my pitch, In the Hellish world of Hollywood casting calls and auditions, three starving Hispanic actors—Rizzo, Carlos, and Rico—find themselves perpetually going to read for shows and movies that they know they would be perfect for them. Instead, they get typecast. Shadowed by the legendary Edward James Olmos who seems to…
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Issue 79
In the heart of autumn, where pumpkins adorned the streets and the air held a crisp chill, the Nostalgic comic shop’s crawl space has been uncharacteristically silent. For, you see, Becky, the resident ghost, had embarked on a spectral vacation.
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Issue 78
In the vast expanse of California, there exists a peculiar phenomenon—one so eerie that even the bravest souls tread cautiously around it. It’s not the foggy lakes of Paris, the night DTLA alley rain, or the clear sky alien encounters in Death Valley that send shivers down spines; no, it’s the mere mention of THE…
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Issue76
In a cozy little casita in Este of Lost Angeles, there lived a peculiar gatito named Freddy. Now, Freddy wasn’t your average feline.