FoldingStory is a group storytelling game.
Enter the fold.
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He rubbed his goatee peering at her black leotard over his espresso. She grabbed his beret and flung it. "You just hate me because I want to dig the world always!" Beatniks were -
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wasn't as big as his salad fork, and mine relied on vulnerable OpenSSL securities. The Minotaur had a necklace of many salad forks, and it was truly the grandest of all. -
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is part of my identity, my masculinity, my strength... like Samson from the Old Testament. Loni was always my Delilah, which is why when she snuck in one night with her razor & sha -
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To the Moon and to Venus I said an inner thanks, and then I set my frogs afloat on leaves and alight with a secret word that we had practiced, and I let some paper lanterns aloft. -
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of 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,