Finished Folds (1821—1840)
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7Joe Fallows lingered in bed, reflecting on his dreams of the past few nights. Just the fact that he was dreaming again after months of drought made him happy. Finally he got up and
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7Mrs. Henderson always used a crooked wand with a few little branches. It kept her humble and provided a safeguard, as she had no idea where her intentions came from anyway. On the
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5she'd had her nicotinic receptors modified after reading a tip in Ladies Gene Therapy. She felt like a cruise ship with the two cigs in her throat. As sensei made her a sandwich,
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6of zombie sheeple from their mouldering lairs of hoarded goods. A mindlessly ravenous citizenry makes for a healthy economy. He knew he deserved a Medal of Honor for this.
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10Most of the shoppers had pepper spray as well. Some lady with her bottom bulging out of her stretch pants fired white phosphorous from a bazooka. The shoppers trampled the Occupy
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6Revolution was in the streets and the roads of the internet, but in a poor small bar, Ambrose Luxor took the stage and said: "The name of this band is Overmind Resistance." The 20
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4game of Hearts." This didn't startle her a bit, and I had a glimpse into Nanna's deep reserves. "My dear grandchild, next time bring some candles and patio lights." My weapons fell
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4and well-preserved alligator, suspended by piano wires, was being lowered incrementally, as if by a silent (one assumes) winch. Holmes's ears were even sharper than his tongue, but
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6tune my mandolin. But it was these particular tasks that expanded Sparky's horizons and helped my dear little mutt to evolve beyond me. At first we sat in companionable silence,
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8Amanda Widdershins looked around the sitting room with a bruised heart. The old farmhouse was presentable enough. The gloom in the northwest corner might even be a selling point.
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4a window before my house completely depressurized, but after a few moments of strenuous but futile effort, I realized that perhaps the window wanted to open me. Tick, tock
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13could anyone explain all those wiggly coastlines, with their bays and coves and inlets? Must've been some brave drunkards who set out to map the world when the local shops were shu
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4He went so far as to acquire an immune disorder to turn the tables. Outer sterility led to inner fecundity, his creativity flourished, and his dark blossoms illuminated the world.
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5It had followed me from a dream into real life, appearing randomly. "erwre343434". It was the last thing my concubot said before she left me standing in the rain. I got a tattoo
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8, I commented to the group. Wrong thing to say. The planchette vibrated noisily and a hot tingle zapped my fingertips -- but I couldn't remove my hand. Tauntingly, the Ouija board
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5Guido Takahashi regretted the cruelty of his calling. On Earth, people's lives were so circumscribed, so delimited, so predictable that internal screaming
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6showered me with verbal abuse and pelted my oversize head with candy corn and bite-size Snickers while their costumed kiddies screamed. I ran down an alley, only to become
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2which did not surprise the Watchers at all. At this stage of development, prepping an addictive frothy mix with a certain focus and attention might
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5a scrawny guy like me do to pull girls? Pity is not enough, for a pitiful flower may soon croak. But the tide of destiny filled Arthur, and the sword came easily free. Now what? he
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3and my time perception slowed down, so that I could really appreciate the jagged rocks towards which I plummeted, their contours, their details, their