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Broken fences and broken lances need a strong arm to put them right. It was the night of St. Suplice's Day and our Phaeton had lost a wheel on the Epernay road. Miss Emma had sworn
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Oh great. I guess I forgot that one. Tally up another symptom on that spectrum you were politely whispering about. Still being atypical. 3% REPRESENTS. Sound but not the senses.
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Then there was now that I forgot the spoken word isn't always the same as the written word. The edges and most of the echos are lost or muffled or the other way around back. By the
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It is called word salad. I have it every day now. Sometimes I go back for seconds and thirds and fourths, and fifths, and 11ths. 11ths is hard because I never go for 10ths, 9ths,
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The other day it was the Emerald Pavilion. Today it was the sandworms of Dune that I saw on the wall. They were writing something on the subway cars. Something the Fremen didn't
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So this interlude the Secdroid overheard was not just middle school girls bantering and being bitches to their best friends. This was about loyalty & who was ready for the koolaid.
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Describe how the girl accused of still printing her clothes at home must feel when I reveal to you that she does get her clothes at the Government Boutique. Like a Real Patriot.
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While overscaning the its assigned deca-quadrant IU4x Umlaut heard two adolescent girls deriding another for looking like she still "printed her clothes at home". Query targeted
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'Something is amiss, Miss Missasaguachonichanaqua, with your passport and the Captain has asked you not to be seated with the Lecher of Bernaise until it has been cleared up. We do
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I didn't realize the old chestnut about losing your grip on reality held water. Every time that I'm holding reality, I can feel it slipping away from me. Then I slip away from me …
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So there we were hiding in the arroyo. Most of us dead or dying. We were out of ammunition. Fine for now, but they would be back near sundown. I'd been shot 3 times & an arrow was
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Or was that licking each other? That reminds of that time that Wombat & I were at the Bonneville Flats testing some craptech. My other friend, Wombat from Encino, called just as an
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Bolivia and Chartreuse were cleaning Master's things. They both knew what Master liked & didn't like. And he didn't like them not liking each other even though they didn't like it.
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Pyrrh took Little Nell to heart. Whenever her human read her the original ending Pyrrh would purr until it hurt them both. When she heard later, in another life, that Little Nell
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The opposite of a truth may be another truth. We’ll never know though because we were too busy stealing the coupons out of a stack of newspapers. The Mustard Hut was offering 3 for
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making Macklemore-flavored macarons. Jonah (not quite his real name) cried foul. Jeenah (soon to be his real name) guffawed and high-fived the judges.
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Rachel Martinez walked out of the recruiter's office chewing on the pitch she had just gotten. She didn't want to end up like Ruby or Keisha, her sisters. It was like getting poked
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In this case a flash was preferable to a slow glowing ember. I was willing to risk getting my ass burnt Jeremiah style for this one. The Laugher said it true. Fight your own bears.
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It wasn't quite cold turkey if I was going to race to the end. I counted it as such anyway. All the other stuff that came along with racing to the end was gravy to be left behind.
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The coke can was exactly where I left it 23 minutes ago. It had changed since then. It was older, warmer, settled down. I thought about agitating it, getting its gases going.