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Last night I discovered a tiny hole in the

  • Last night I discovered a tiny hole in the bedroom wall of my apartment. My jaw dropped when I looked through the hole and saw my neighbor in the throes of passion with a

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  • lucite enclosed picture of feet. My neighbor immediately stopped, ran over to the peephole, and glared. "What took you so long?" and quickly passed three rolled up documents thru

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  • the portal in my wall. The documents disappeared to the space beyond time. Now my neighbor would never get them. But a inky substance started leaking from the portal, pooling on

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  • the linoleum, the blood of those lifeless documents. The surface of the pool rippled & lept up like a splash in reverse forming a homonculus of all the documents I'd disposed of

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  • earlier. It had been a tough day.... but it's finally over. No more shall I waste my life away on a tedious desk job, attempting (and failing) to support a

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  • team of emergency workers for the London underground. The radio buzzed again with another "one under" at Charing Cross on the Northern Line. Bankers had been jumping on the

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  • 8:03 and the 5:24 for their work commutes, "To save scratch during cutbacks!" Horse shit. They'll do anything to avoid hiring, even fabricating an international economic crisis.

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  • This one was like an octopus and had tentacles. It was global this time, not local. That was not the worst of it. This octopus spoke to me. "Hiya!", it said to me. It knew my name!

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  • I stared at the talking octopus, amazed. I took my frying pan out of pants, he would be an extraordinary meal. I was about to add the oil when it squirted me blind from its

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  • hundreds of tiny tentacles that encompassed its beautiful body. My own frying pan was used against me. I remember the sting along my left side and darkness. Now, I am in the pan.

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