FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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10of all the secrets that passed between the two, my dog and our newly hired dog walker. I knew they spoke of my manuscripts, my failed manuscripts. I watched from the window,
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20But then, what was the purpose of my life? If I was simply a machine, controlled by someone with the remote, whence came my sense of autonomy? I puzzled over this question while
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10Frankîe tripped over a small customer with his clubfoot & his tablet with whole pork crashed into a chandelier & fell on the cheese trolley. The maître d' called him a dumb waiter
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13Boy did the Hobgoblin know how to stick his foot in his mouth. Spiderwoman ignored his remark as she made a garlic mayo dip for the fries. The Hobgoblin finished his iced tea.
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11But a moment later, I knew there was a chance. In three weeks I could regrow my luxurious armpit hair, braid it and bead it, and she could never top that. Hah!