Finished Folds (1181—1200)
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6help myself to some stupid tasty bridge-crossing goat meat. There weren't any troll self-help groups in the area, so I formed my own. The first meeting was held under a bridge
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4the pretty young bridesmaids, but a posse of matrons made a formidable line of defense. Jack was easily cowed by this maneuver and staggered into a coat closet. While the guests
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6It was quite an impressive shadow puppet he made on the old Wilkins building in the glare of my headlights, especially considering I had nearly run the poor geezer over. He stared
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2The two megabankers circled each other on the roof of Shanghai Tower. "Crumley, isn't it strange that eleven of us have had 'accidental' deaths in the past month?" Moore inquired
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7Amanda Widdershins looked around at her new apartment: modern, reasonably well made, good view of the city lights, but sterile somehow compared to the farmhouse she had sold. She
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4Heckabub and Juzzabub didn't have many options when it came to spooking the incarnate people of the Cosmos. But after their brief tour of Gary, Indiana, they wrote a song about it:
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2Jherek Manatee of Mars toasted Old Earth from his timeshare condo on Tharsis Ridge. He found himself in a Byronic mood and dispersed the expats so he could ruminate in solitude. Th
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1Pasternak for Men 1.7 oz EDT
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5The superintendent of schools for the county was understanding, but had some general considerations. "I'm sorry -- The Martian Temple of Xrekhlior in Exile cannot rent our space."
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4Granny Cheswick's Bed and Breakfast in Belize, where I was attending a conference on currency manipulation. I charged past firefighters to find my favorite stick, which I had left
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5the buttons of their cardigans -- something the lesser monsters might discover smugly, but it was only a well-calculated misdirection by the vampiric boy band who sought to cleanse
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6It was a quiet Tuesday evening at the Continental Inn on Hwy 27 near Littleboro. In the piano bar, Dave offered a spirited medley of Chopin and Beyoncé tunes for two salespeeps who
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6like none other. Dowager Empress Leia swept her hand across the table laden with figurines. "Bastante diko Bantas metiko abra cubracheriko!" she expectorated. But Helen Hayes app
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4Crouton Mandibles who killed the neighbors who were not oniony enough. There's a killer on the road, a killer in the pond, a killer in your mind, despite our lovely bond. "Enough!"
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3tell it had been colorized, even though the scene would have looked in grayscale. Our sparkling heroine bumped against the icebox and screamed. She wasn't from then! She had stu
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5se effect could be had by folding a piece of old newspaper along angles that were not quite prime numbers. I did not have my protractor handy, but inasmuch as I am now a mouse, one
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3, teeth shuddering. His Retinom froze time and sent the image in stereo to his Instygmatic Ikon Cave. JP had given up, but still tried to give hope. Poor seared, smokin' Camille la
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6through the storm shutters of her bunkered mind, startling resplendent pain flowers in the stricken alleyways of her flashes of the accident, none of which she hope showed as she
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5Somehow, in the summer of 2014, during a calm summer for Kansas, 7th grader Sophia Crepuscule worked out the design for affordable transmat pads. She went to Europe three times bef
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1fancy plaits inspired by the Book of Kells. He was a white guy with strawberry blond dreads and a braided beard. He was secretly knitting her a cap. On that park bench in winter