Characters in "Dread Brass Shadows"
- Garrett
- The Dead Man
- Dean
- Morley Dotes
- Saucerhead Tharpe
- Tinnie Tate
- Winger
- Carla Lindo Ramada
- Crask and Sadler
- Chodo Contague
- Gnorst Gnorst
- Lubbock (Fido Easterman)
- The Serpent
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