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Rarely does the story I want to write get written because all the words have conspired against me since I was a coon dog's umbrella. See. I didn't mean to write wrestle a train. Or
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"That lassie's singing sounds like a banshee giving birth to a minotaur with Elephant Man's disease." Ezra looked them all in the eye when he said it. Nobody could say he was wrong
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The backbone of the operation was the deep pockets of the underground shark tanks. Hoodlums with lots of on cash that they needed laundered. Investing in Baby Making was her idea.
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At this point I don't remember if I traveled there through the memory or through time. I hadn't had either the day before. Who knew having only fifty cents in my pocket would lead
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During the flight there the automaton had made improvements to its programming. It wasn't until just after jumping out of the plane with her in his arms that it remembered to think
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privy to knowing the truth about his cousin's paramour. Toasta, the "heartthrob" of the boy band RFD was really a world class assassin. Ellie May knows this but thinks she can turn
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Lt Gerard knew that his best chance to catch Dr. Kimble was when he was stepping off the top step while Gerard waited for him at the bottom. That will show the Captain's Board. Tac
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I don't think he meant to imply that they were grandmothers. Only that they were called grannies by the other members of the boy band RFD. The math made it really unlikely. 25 with
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guys are all teenagers, really. Iko just turned 20. He's looking long in the tooth for RFD talent. I broke the age limit at 98. I got all the grannies! Which for these guys was 25
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I lost another one coming here. At least one. Maybe 3. Plus the 4 or 7 I don't know about. That brings my bag up to 23 and the clock is about to run out. I looked up into the crowd
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"Run hemoglobin! Run," Ben shouted to his blood running out of him. By now the blood had reached the corner and Ben's vision was going fuzzy. It drifted to make the turn & ran into
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who will be the little spoon for us?" Hetta piped in with, "If Toasta leaves the RFD, I'm caling dibs on her berth." They fell into bickering over how Toasta's leaving would impact
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but at the end of the day it was my signature on the compact that was needed. You haven't yet proved yourself sufficiently worthy of such a miracle, eh." Larew glared harder. Fat
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Back at it. Wondering if it is a matter of time or a matter of mind. Maybe both. I'll never tell what i decided. I'm not ashamed of my decision. It seems skittish in the light. Fat
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that was becoming routine since our neighborhood was deemed the most anti-Trump Neighborhood in the country. They might be dressed in black but make no mistake, they're Brownshirts
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food was these people feeding these Babel fish, I wondered. I looked up at Mandibles and mimed something rude at him. No response. I started walking the wrong way again. clackclack
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I decided to ask the new neighbors in 27G. They'd moved in about three or four days ago. Maybe they knew where I could find Steve. The clock was ticking. I had to find him or I die
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The words would jump out of the textbooks right into his mind to get away from the beating the textbook was getting from his mean right hook. So he coasted through mortician school
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she claimed to be a Seraphim flying around God's glory. One of the orderlies that worked the ward once quipped that God's Glory was only an incandescent 60 watt glory. Mrs. Yeakel
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Anybody else might have thought having those 4 things was enough. No Kaito. From the looks he was getting from the locals he needed to find some clothes. The women liked what they