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I didn't believe him when he first told me. He told me that was odd. Most people believed him right away. That is when I started to believe him. I stocked up on track suits & Takis
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"You wouldn't do that to your little brother would you Agent Wexler," Bubby held up both hands and the nascent joint he was rolling to indicate he needed a moment to finish it. FBI
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Professor Loomis had been working at an issue that hadn't occurred to him until this very moment. How was it that Admiral EJ Camacho of Space Patrol & General Custer hadn't crossed
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When EJ Camacho of Space Patrol was serving as Earth liaison aboard the Tkel'a "Mothership" she made friends with many future enemies. Their betrayals were all way down the line.
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When EJ Camacho was a three years old she was visited by a great grand uncle, a duke or earl of the Old Pluto. She thought they had been discussing the aerodynamics of pre-Infinity
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she had learned long ago that proof was never enough for some people. They had to see it as a mandate from on high and in triplicate with good old fashioned colored layers & carbon
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finding them. I pulled some strings and got you both matching cases. Your demon counterparts. Ah, I see your feeling your angel's wings about now. Imagine your level of mediocrity
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brewing in that coffee house that you like. I know you do Pyotr. They say it is Revolution. I say it is breaking free of our chains." "You sound just like Sebastian. Now I see why.
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I noticed that a I was talking to me instead of me. I thought it odd that I was doing that more often without having noticed it this long. I thought so twice. That was good enough.
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That left me with me not blowing up. I kept telling myself to smile for another 2 minutes and you can have the left overs."I don't need anything beyond my vengeance," I told me.
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suddenly couldn't feel my eye lids. Did I have eye lids? I guess since I have the jars, I must have the lids. Where would I keep them. This seemed human to me. "Yes, I am human."
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Keven Blake had finally taken the plunge and took a drink from the bottle of tomato juice that kept showing up in his fridge. He lived alone and didn't buy tomato juice. He kind of
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The X-Files-o-philes. I remember it was raining that cold day in February. "It is always raining in London at this time of year Watson," Holmes interjected from his armchair by the
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Kevin Blake and Omar Peck once shared an elevator. Kevin had been a process server then. Omar was only dreaming of more amorous devices than the speigle. It had been at Doctor's
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a cold dish for the homeless guy that lives behind the building. That has got to be a bunch of bull shit. You're 14. You know better. That other you will be happy. Why can't you?
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I stared blankly at the person in front of me. "Wow," I said, "You are really passionate about shampoo." The stranger curled their lip and snarled. "No. About fighting the man, man
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a tailor. She sewed my new blue jeans. And my father? As far as I know, he was a gambling man. He had never welcomed me home. Not like my new, real friend had done. I smiled and
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Still Endersby didn't want to let the matter lie either. Something had to change or the situation would continue. He looked at Hiram. The boy was passionate. He was young. "A truce
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a wet paper bag from Toronto. That's how he got his name. Jim from a Tim Horton's ad on the back of the bag which featured a plaque being giving to Bob Ford. The Missing Sock was
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I told Deja Vu he was about to feel deja vu. But it was I that felt deja vu. Deja Vu wouldn't let me feel him. And then it was deja vu all over again. I rarely have deja vu about a