Finished Folds (661—680)
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2But Cyretha Jensen composed herself as she always did, and kept it in her skirt. She told the tall, space-alien rat leader that there were real leaders in many fields on Earth, and
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5"Snap out of it!" said my lover with a smack. "Why would you ever believe the Weekly World Examiner's tabloid interpretations of Nostradamus's fume-assisted quatrains?" And so we r
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4My friend Jax tried to cheer me up. "Come on, man, it won't take you long to rewrite Universe 2.0 for a Raspberry Pi. It's the algorithms that matter, and you already have a Void
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3McSpartacus on my team, I was sure I would crack the code of Lucky Charms' compelling attraction. Our first stop was the home of Agatha Barclay, a destitute but joyous housewife fr
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4meet at the back of his head. I grabbed my brother firmly by the head. "Jeremy, don't do this! The doctor said that too much smiling would kill you." Now he's always sullen.
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6were aboard and settled. Japheth tugged at Noah's sleeve. "Dad, can I say it this time?" Noah nodded, blind to the future, but knowing this wouldn't be the last time.
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9"Loo, Lisada, Lugu." The demo commercial ended and Andy Harcourt had to wait for several agonizing seconds before the COO of Kabal & Conspiracy, Ltd, commented to the CEO that
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3It was a day when the threshold between worlds was thin, and a day of trespasses and revisitations. I loitered in the abandoned building despite the growing sense
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6to survive your exile on the planet of the crazy people, when the offworlders ignore your distress calls and the bus to utopia never comes. Foldingstory friends know how to
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3It must have been a kind of psychic self-defense. The morning after I contrived to shave Pada's moustache, we learned Mama, Julian, Balthazar, Alexia were dead, the whole Circle, e
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2falls like the tattered and dismal shroud of a long-hoped-for happiness that somehow gets nipped in the bud, and they are right. The people of Earth somehow endured Tuesday, went
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8a little silver vest with the name of my dancing mouse across the back in sparkly ruby letters. But Quentin had died in June. What was wrong with Ted? He was there! Why did I still
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3Step by step, inch by inch, he returned to the lectern as 500 collegiate freshpeople carried on as usual. "Yes! The Three Stooges are America's answer to the Karamazovs!" Professor
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3thought he could go for some beef, or veal, or bear, then he pressed his massive brow into a coral reef. Moby was drowning in a sea of unrequited and nonspecific desire, an oc
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5I knew that my microwave mac and cheese needed to sit for two minutes after zapping, and it would take only 1:41 to convince Sissy to jump over the crevasse before the volcanos
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3mined to express myself fully while staying well within my organic reaction quota. My childhood on Ceres taught me that movie blockbusters needed both dreamers and bean-counters to
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0concluded Hollingsworth Chelmsford with a chummy wink to the news team. He was secretly an Illuminati disruptor mole among the Bilderbergers who was rooting for SPECTRE at the prem
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2Dealers often commented that I looked more like a sports model than a fan of hashish, but my love life was still a desert. I was fit, driven, clairvoyant --time for a new career.
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3ny chin chin while he considered his rebuttal. Helga had been the only one to maintain that Goat Club had rules. John thought it was time to defy her and burn some bridges. It
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3you know how it is: you lie down with dogs, you get up with fleas. Be seeing you." As she galloped off on her pony, Satan let out a gust of brimstone but tried to stay hopeful.