Finished Folds (301—320)
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2The moistness of the Twinkie was a signal from Chernobyl. "Now look, young pard," I had to say, "this rodeo ain't new to me. I've done some damage in my life and you should have a
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4in the middle of the Grey Diamond Desert in the middle of the night. She walked and walked, and eventually saw the light of a diner, and felt the greenery of the woods beyond. She
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5Arduin Prestaigne across the face. Arduin trasmuted his anger into a sigil to be deployed later. For now, he mocked Dr. Feelgood's faux hippie garb. "Doctor, have you seen the days
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3the Sargoshiar, with jewels and promises and cloth of lies. Uncle Einar himself nearly jumped out of the casket at my stray thought. But those who did attend to pay their respects
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9"Amanda Widdershins, you are free to go." Hah, she thought, on a white plastic chair with metal legs. What friends did she have in this city of concrete and asphalt and glass? Not
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6Later she heated some potato soup. At the bottom of the can she found a note from the light. "My poor flower, my concentrated attention is deadly, plus I must be evenly distributed
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4I did extensive research and came up with an ointment that would help their bones turn into glop instead of dust. I also did advise against entering the dark dank forest in the f
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8ched the ears of Quantum Cat, because there might have been a phase offset between Obligataa's broadcast about Buchanan and QC's various intermesh occurrences. But little hints
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9"A dagger, for instance," she Queensplained with a twinkle in her eyes, "might suggest a little prick. BTW, I hope your dear wife isn't up all night with these time zones."
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4meow-tweet and flexed its furry aural wings. Hell these days wasn't the torture basement of some psychotic storm-god, or even other people," the cat-bird realized. Hell was
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7Facebook emergencies..." Enough, I thought. "Ezra, just stop. I'm glad you've been remeshed, but you sound crazy." He didn't seem to remember we had sent him to the abbatoir. Which
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7and I was vindicated when we discovered a civilization of cloud dwellers in Jupiter's atmosphere who communicated via intricately nuanced gas emissions. My shipmates, however,
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3"Oh, now, Ambika, no need for a boiler suit here," said Sparky Pickles the copy boy. "Sure it's hot this time of year, but you could wear a summer dress or t-shirt and shorts, what
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6That bird must have died recently." Then the bird's left leg stuck out and quivered with a spasm, then nothing. Then the bird opened its beak and a sickly orange foam splattered h
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4our Club Noumenon secret dark matter shopping corridor access code for discounts on alien spa experiences and postmaterial fashions, I'm only asking, if it wouldn't be too much t
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2really in the dormant Morgellons threads impressed among the paper fibers of the Federal Reserve notes. One day on a lark I laundered my jeans with a Benny in the ticket pocket. Wh
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3Destin clamped his fists against his temples. "The utter barrage!" he exclaimed. "How could anyone sort and sift and navigate this!" Dustin tried to help, but he only had eleven d
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6Eric stood at his window. He could see the world without words, but he knew some Words as well, Words that would tighten the shroud around these wayward beings. Meredith reminded h
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6But the poor guy was frustrated at every turn. The Bilderbergers told Trump they already had things covered. Then he nearly lost his right arm trying his crush-and-pull handshake
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6by asking if I knew The Three Ways of the Furtive Dingo. Didn't seem like a good time to lie, so I shook my head no. Alana the Wonder Bat said the bumps on Cochele's forehead were