Finished Folds (1—9)
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4The cook slunk back into the desperate kitchen in both relief and despair "He liked it", he muttered, "but what am I to make tomorrow? How can come up with a new recipe by then?"
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4TYPEWRITER WAS INVENTED AND SO HE HAD FELT COMPELLED TO WRITE IN UPPERCASE ALL OF THE TIME LIKE HE WAS SHOUTING AT THE WORLD FROM THE BACK OF AN INFINITE SENTENCE JUST LIKE HIS
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6gods eye. Sarah sighed as she stared into the depths of the lake, where had her life gone? why did she feel so useless? She picked the oar and dipped it into the water, she rowed
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4that time in the religious seminary when Brother Fabio had persuaded him that they were the foreskin of the devil he couldn't bring himself to touch them. So it was he picked up a
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7Someone who needed other people to believe in him, believe so hard and so strong that he came across as somewhat messianic and yet, he was the one who needed a miracle.
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2"OK you big son of a gun, lets put our differences aside and make a go of it" and thats how I came to be in love once more... Just call me Ishmail
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1The Doctor stepped out of the TARDIS to see the new planet before him, "Where have you brought me this time old girl?" he asked rhetorically....
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1holding thiir heads up high they gave praise in voices cracked with emotion, wailing out a haunting chant that I will never forget, it said...
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0My own dear mother of course, blessed and saintlike in her apperance I went to her and asked, "what should I do mother dear?" She said to me,