FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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I live in fear at Starbucks. I am a Barrista of misery, for I suffer from alien hand syndrome. -
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the concrete under my prison slippers, snuggling under the thin cotton blanket on my lumpy mattress, and hearing my number at roll call. I would be home again. -
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nd smiled. He gave coy smile, "The train's Oslo but, we have to unpack the dead weight," he pointed to JMan. Det winked, "Got ya but he's my key witness. So out the window you go!" -
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began to write of forgotten forests, deep bubbling streams, and the mushrooms that grew along them in the dark, warm corners of -
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shook Pooh's shoulders roughly. "We can never go back. You know what happened to Tigger." Both shivered at the thought. "Here put these on." Chris Robin threw him a pair of pants