Finished Folds (341—360)
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1"Name please?" I realized that the barista was waiting. "Oh, Mildred Crepuscule of Mars," I lied. A young man stood and said, "Interesting. I am also Mildred Crepuscule of Mars." W
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2r mom, but it was slow going: no SUV, no kids, and a fairly sane worldview. Finally, Auntie Luna Maria explained that being too attractive would make him the black hole that ended
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5end.
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5the trail, but the pattern of sprinkled chives, though casual and haphazard to the untrained eye, greatly disturbed him. A DNA test of the chives confirmed his suspicions.
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4Though the grid can has fried and most of humanity was croaked, we had joy and know-how among us, and made us a great First Meal of hot-dog pizza and vanilla pudding.
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3Luckily Piggy Wigston caught her cue and stood in his fine doublet and ruff to raise a toast, which began, "How beautiful these portions, and how interesting their proportions."
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4. "Interesting, but sad." Our allies from nearby star systems and quantum meshes have helped us set up a containment field around the inner system. Talk later!
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3for wounds and energetic traces. Della, Paul and Perry approached briskly yet apologetically. "We'd like to help," said Della. "Flipper is dead," said Det. Manatee. "I don't know
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11Their cloying attentions refined me in a lapidary way until at last I said, "Yes, but we must all be intermarried." But at their rickety wooden mansion, the garden boy
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3"Well, Buddha teaches that expectation leads to disappointment," FrankBoy said, perfecting his coif. He did look sporty with the neon orange and green against his blue-gray skin.
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5One day while doing their tax returns, Betty Bounteous said, "Arbo the Starmage is your one true love, isn't he?" Hrengor the Beholder tried to explain. "Betty-B, Arbo is just a ch
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5At strip malls, people usually kept their clothes on. But at many abandoned shopping malls, some people sat on the benches naked, ruminating about the passage of time, watching
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4Only to see a bunch of young guys in heels, standing still at the moment but any movement might strike a spark off the sidewalk. My spirit was something that
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4Strange to say, but even though Hrengor the Beholder was my alt, it felt like we looked at each other when we discover that one of his alts, Arbo the Starmage, played yet another
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7For 90 years they would endure each other's absence, each pining for the other, wasting away, health nearly ruined at times, rebuffing their friends' dimwitted advice, until they b
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4time Lester met his great grand-mother Helspeth Abebe was in a tea shop in London, 1885. Well before his birth and invention of the Infinity engine, but for the sake of suspense,
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6the clarified butter. "Explain this." the lobsters demanded, leaderless, en masse, in unison. Of course there was nothing we could say, and so we stayed in that awkward impasse un
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6in the barren trees the wind persists a black cat crosses my lawn it stares at me orange eyes a sheet tears free and covers the cat it flies away now the cat is in my kitchen star
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4thought back to that time when he was a kid, taking a bus cross-country to see his dying granny, which was never, and The Governor wondered about these dimwitted constituents assem
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8tried to say something but Thor's hand muffled the sound. Thor said, "The All-Father does not often send invitations," followed by "Where is my special font?" Fenrir and his pack