Finished Folds (901—920)
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10Retired Inspector Lewis met his young friend at the Potato Bug Museum off Trafalgar Square. "I don't mean this snarkily, James, but should we call you Reverend Hathaway now?" James
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2tapped his ear as a sign for me to check my sensorium, and then holy moly I was indeed communicating with Hawking and El Greco and Ernestine and All, and How, and Hao!!!
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3My teacher sharpened my pencil for me. "Hold that thought" she said, dancing to the sharpener. Jeremy used a tablet but the rest of the students were just courtesy avatars at best.
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4Every day Bobby had to endure their eyes and their psychic and vocal comments: "Rhinestone Cowboy", "Peanut Licker", "Murderer!", but the ghosts of Jerome and Noriko consoled him
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4Morgan had been a dear but complicated and to be honest troublesome friend as a human. TBH, we didn't expect him to live as long as he did. But his revenant puppy self was at least
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3Erica Squidmore lived in lavish but empty luxury far from the seaside shanty of her marriage -- murder charges cleared and ghosts banished, but still haunted by her late husband's
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5Thomas Carnacki knocked softly on the weathered grey seaside shanty. "Mrs Squidmore, I'm sorry for your loss and of course I would be happy to help with the phantasms you mentioned
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7adjusting the poker deal so the poor guys and gals could make out OK, it was Greko the Carp. Handsy and Greko were long dead, and everyone turned down their beer cans in memoriam.
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5Gordon Ramsay stormed onto the set in the middle of a show. Alaric Marylebone turned his unnervingly white eyes on his fellow chef, as his black santoku knives restrained their sou
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1"It is not my time." But they sat on a bus-stop bench and let their hair down as traffic rushed by. Then he stood and admonished her: "Good grief, woman! What are you, a cat?!"
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3The plastic Meneki-neko looked out through the glass storefront, waiting for the plastic potato bugs that would never come, and doubting the prophetic chicken of its dreams. How
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3"I know, I know," I said as I eased the firearm from the skeleton's hand. "I'm not here to break any bones. Life is hard enough as it is, and death too, it seems. I wish
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5of themselves inside the little cardboard house I had made from a refrigerator box in my garage. No, I said, no, you cannot. Boundaries should be respected. The kids went off surly
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5ion to listen to the Monolith's advice regarding room service. Dave dashed to the fridge and found a blue smoothie which somehow mitigated the pepper's fire as aeons pa
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9long-lost grandmother, Krepuskula Grigorievna Romanova. "Look into the mirror on a dark winter's night," said her recipe, "and ask me about soufflés." She trembled as she
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3due to nasal lightning incineration on my part. I couldn't help it but I still regret it to this day and I grieve for those lost friends. How else can I live but far from anyone? L
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9d nothing more than to keep on waterbed-surfing around the glittering globe and an endless supply of fine writing paper with deckled edges, but my poor squidman's back reminded me
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2His wife touched his arm. He said, "Now we are six. Please also serve the egg roll." The waitress returned with the head chef. The couple demanded the family dinner special as adv
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4neel before the towering daemonic insanity of my future self and shed the innocent carapace of former ways. The fractalogos drove me twitching toward the gates of the fold archives
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4rensically interested in him from her side of the grave, it didn't seem like a good time to review his insurance options. He became less agitated and wiped his frothy mouth with