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over myself and my beloved. "GRAVY!" I cried in vain, as words failed me. Her eyes were ablaze, but at least I knew she was looking at me, perhaps for the first time, and I melted. -
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great. As the plasticine corners pushed into my flesh I was enraptured by the sweet ecstasy of that exquisite pain, quite unlike that which came from my father's brutish hands.
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panic, grabbing whatever containers they could to splash whatever liquids they could find on the now roaring flames. In the chaos only some escaped, and I was one of the lucky few.
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spat on the floor and said to himself "Well, then, there's no time like the present." He pulled a bottle of scotch from his desk, took a giant swig, grabbed his gun, and went
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stopped shaking. I had finally found my limitations and began to devise my plan for escape. On the left there was a small foothold, no bigger than a box of matches, it was enough