“The Audacity of the Caucasity,” or: “What — and I Cannot Stress This Enough — THE ACTUAL FUCK?”
Before I wade-in, let me just primal scream the thing I most often primally scream these days, after, “FUCK!!!!!”
Okay. That was . . . well, not cleansing. But it was definitely . . . a thing that just happened. Yet again.
Moving on. . . .
FUCK YOU, JIM BUTCHER. You have obviously never actually lived in Hyde Park. I bet you just walked around a little bit — maybe you walked along the edges of Washington Park, maybe…