You think you know me, Harry? Fuck that. Some people call me Joseph. Family calls me Joey. Friends call me C.J. But you can call me… Nah, let me tell …
Somebody
Before I broke chains. Before Death Row. Before C.J. Thorpe existed. I was just Joey Cade. I remember a morning in a freezing garage, when my dad, big George Cade, …
Phoenix
Static. Red lights cycle over a black concrete wall. C.J. Thorpe’s voice cuts through the silence. His eyes, reflecting a soul tempered by adversity, gaze into the distance as he …
Thorpe is Good
Disco music blares as bright colors swirl on our screen. C.J. Thorpe comes dancing in, juking and jiving. “Owww, have mercy! It’s your one and only, the man of the …
The Shepherd
You’re a shepherd, aren’t you, Max? In charge of the flock. But you’re not the kind that protects ‘em. No, you’re the kind that leads his flock to slaughter. And …
Survivor
In the bleak wilderness of Death Row, this desolate desert of despair we find ourselves in, each of us are pushed to the precipice of existence. For me, the grim …
Mirror
A mirror reveals the truth. But what happens when that mirror shatters? That’s the tragedy of Arcadia, isn’t it? But it’s also the tragedy of John Willis. I remember the …
One By One
I never thought my life would be defined by chains, you know? But here I am, slathered in chains far more profound than any physical restraint. They say I broke …
The Laugh
The laugh. It was all the coyote could hear. This coyote was born in a concrete jungle, tethered to a cold, rusting chain. Now this chain, it wasn’t like any …
The Rat and the Bird
Every soul in Arcadia has a story to tell, a price they’ve paid just to keep on breathing. Take, for instance, two animals tangled in the web of survival: a …
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