FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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13Dogs were her passion, her life. She had to try it. She could go to Harvard later. Like her mother always said "Money can wait, dreams cannot"
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11tripping in them because once I crossed a road gnawing an undercooked spare rib slathered in mayo & didn't see a pothole. I fell, a wasp stung me, a dog licked my ear and a bear
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10"in tally olde the champion washed unkempt passion" it was a chant, sermon, ethos, and call to arms, all at the same time. The nuns fell at Jim's feet their faces rapturous, their
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13He had successfully digested another clue! Det. Manatee now knew the identity of the killer. It was none other than Horace the Beaver, who
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11"I was 25 years old when I died for the first time" - he thought, looking through the glass. "And yet, I remember every detail - as it was yesterday". The red wine really got him