Author: Vic Neverman

In the wake of the Maya Apocalypse of 2012, Vic Neverman decided to find a new calling and retired from the conspiracy theory business. Today, Vic is reformed and re-socialized, living in a Florida halfway house where he works as a fixer for local real estate agents. When he can, Vic sets out in search of shade and refreshment in the farthest corners of the world. What he brings back are stories of the world's uncharted dives...

The End of the World (Saloon and Snack Bar)

At the End of the World, all are barefoot. The sand floor is midday hot at midnight. Tropical air is thick and combustible from the airborne sweat & rum swung from the bodies of dancers. The mood is frantic, panicked and carnal with a backdrop of impending doom. It is a ramshackle bar atop of a rocky outcrop surrounded by a swelling ocean during the twilight of man’s dominion over the earth. The end is near and there is a growing concern I will not live to see the climax.