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I can see folding story seeing my decline as I fall deeper and deeper into Alzheimer's, depression, and a cold sore that won't go away. I don't know where it came from. I've thrown
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The embers, it turns out, hadn't died. They woke a new flame against us. We'd failed our liege so we sold ourselves dearly but gladly. We took many heathens, infidels, and NASCAR
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Was over the moon the first time I saw EJ Camacho of Space Patrol. I was floating like a tortilla in space when she found me. I asked her if she had any Grey Poupon. She did. We've
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I dragged my finger through the ashes. It was done. Fait accompli. These ideas belonged consumed by the fire. They couldn't be allowed to take root. Once one thought for herself it
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Either way, I still hadn't lit the fire. Something was holding me back. It felt like it was Time. That didn't make any sense. I couldn't imagine that Time would do that to me. Why?
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So we lit them up. We've already got too many local witches. We don't need the itinerant ones. The only things worse are the pilgrims. Begging their way across our barren fields.
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I am of the opinion that the benefits appear much better when held up against the consequences of not having them. The other insurance commissioners feel the same. As an actuarial
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Vape Shoppe and ordered a round of THC, hold the Vitamin E. As dusk fell, the Mysterion stopped coughing long enough to explain his theory about page 273. "Obviously, it has nothin
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those cleats off my softwood parquet floor!" The football team pulled off their shoes and tossed them out through the Tiffany window, but continued to advance on Dad. "All we want
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in my "Preserved Rodents of the World" exhibit, which I had made from an old, illegal lemonade stand. "Just $5 to view the most colossal collection of dead vermin ever compiled," I
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The psion psychologist had suspected that Prisoner #39452 had been toying with hir. Now they knew. They also knew that they were outclassed, outmaneuvered, and outed as a fraud.
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"That is normal in my line of work," the psion psychologist replied with a wink of hir third eye. "As to you using your skills on me during this session goes against your parole."
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& her bonnet. How it used to lay on the floor while she performed her wifely duties for the men of the farm "Any of them might be your father," she'd tell me. This body beneath me
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I didn't start out to be the villain. You know how they say that everybody is always the hero of their own story. Even the Nazis. I never went near that one but I made my own way.
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"What if I sent Max to school with one of his own Faraday cages from home." Mrs. Static asked the pecunious school apparatchik. The question seemed to leave a bad taste in the air.
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a family of vagrant phelbotomists beneath the 10th Avenue bridge trestle. They shared my warm grapefruit juice with me. "That is mighty white of you," I told them. They grunted hot
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a reminder of everything I want to forget?!" Aunt Angie looked into her own past and replied, "Yeah, it can be like that sometimes. Sometimes we just have to wait it out and try to
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"We should send snakes down their throats for what they've done!" Martha frothed in the Pagan Conclave just outside Burbletok. "He was a descendant of Abramelin!" Hrothmir tried to
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that topic in this fall's Soylent Green miniseries on HBO. Meanwhile, many subscription governments outside Reunited RemnAm still allow Taco Tuesdays, so if you don't like our laws
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snorted and slammed the door in her face. "That's not someone I'm going to let into this house, Ha! Quality, my ass." So Mawma just continued