Finished Folds (1461—1480)
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4Hackers hacking hackers. Easy prey. They should have noticed how easy it would be to have someone take them down personally with a flash hit-squad. Better money than porn, that's
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2"It's hard not to think that the random combinations of Dadaism contributed to the anything-goes horrors that followed." Andy listened to the silence for a while, then hung up.
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3Man introduced her to his shy friend, Mister Celery, who was maybe not the most exciting guy, but a fine -- "I'm not into Mister Nice Guys!" she declared, revving her chainsaw
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2held a forum re: the quorum. In the next auditorium, most of his various inner artists were noodling quietly to themselves. Still, a decision was needed, so he banged his head
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4"What is wrong with Putin?" thought Father Tikhon of Zadonsk. "Should I send him an egg for the New Year? Yes, all things considered, perhaps I should." And so it was that
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1Nitya brought it up. "So. Incarnate. On a starship. Checking manifests of physical cargo. I hope the residents of this 'quadrant' or frequency or whatever ..." What could I say. It
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6"Are you Coherent?" Jethro asked with a wink, lifting his phone. Mindy answered vaguely, "Of course." Jethro gleamed but The Sisterhood was not sure what to do about the Coherent
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5was laundered through a "Big Tent" organization to provide enough monetary velocity for all the shareholders to inhale a nice profit. As for the toking cancer patients themselves,
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2guttersnipes to the gutterless. The wee bairns flopped about in the muddy country road under the stars and the trees and the passing clouds. They dozed now, only someday to awaken.
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5that she kept in her monastic cell just for such occasions. Mrs. Chatham was often visited by Ned Ward, who cluttered her cell at Bedlam with his verbiage, but she knew he meant
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4entered the dining car at tea time, as nameless lands clattered past. "May I?" Inspector Romely asked pro-forma, inspecting teacups for murderous germs. "Quid pro quo, eh?" he mu
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8kept the flesh mites safe from those who might lack understanding, in blocks of dream-reactive gelatin that had congenial relations with the Aspic Communion and the Koi of distant
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5very pleased. "The murder of Dr. Caviar's wife is still under investigation, so: no comment." The last time Inspector Dugong had so much press was for his public apology regarding
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7Language is so often just another means of control, I thought. But we wouldn't be here today without our tendencies to control. "Wouldn't you agree?" I asked myself. I resented th
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4for the next brew. Sure, sometimes I had to use a broiled sardine and sooty rain water, but if I went scrounging in the Zone for a few hours, it would be ready upon my return.
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1In those days, people texted while walking, while driving, while riding. They looked at their hands but did not wake from the dream. The missed the night the sky was decorated with
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5mandibles gnashing, eleven shadows way out of place, and twelve.
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3Slugman glared at me as Joyce from Forensics reported that all five mucusy trails were concocted from mucilage and olive oil. "Slugman, I owe you more than an apology. How about
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210. "At-one-ment"
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56. Coming back to my senses in chains, dangling over the East River in a strong wind, for something I hadn't done, but looking guilty as hell for other things I actually had done.