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"Gentlemen, and lady, I have assembled you

  • "Gentlemen, and lady, I have assembled you to join my FoldingStory strike team." said Det.Manatee to the group. Dr.Moodle, Souperwoman, Jakob and the torso stared at Det.Manatee.
  • "You need help about that Torso, maybe like a Holy worker or something." said Jakob.
  • Jakob believed in miracles, but he spent his days up a ladder painting the broadside of barns. What did he know? The Torso didn't have a head, but at least it knew when to be quiet
  • whenever Emilia checked up on him. Emilia is the closest Jakob could get to believing Goddesses are real. But then again, Emilia could be a figment of his imagination, like
  • Drumpf. That made sense to somebody. Jacob was sure of it. Then he would concede to himself that somebody might also be a figment. The more he thought like this the more he fragme
  • fragmented everything into their own spaces. He imagined his thoughts packed up in boxes, taped shut in the attic until spring came.
  • Could he, would he be able to last that long though? Spring was a long ways off from tomorrow. His plans to write a new story would
  • Require a lot of research. He spent the winter months in the public library and had laser surgery so his retina reattached itself. Dr. Acheson was amazed.
  • His unchecked optimism taking hold, he proposed to his long-unrequited love interest, Winona Payne. Together, they founded Acheson-Payne's Marriage Counselling Service, which
  • turned out to be a great interstellar enterprise of which Elon Musk took interest in and went on to buy the firm and produced world's first Kwisatz Haderach.

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