Finished Folds (81—100)
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2, Mice and Mice was the title - and regrettably, the content was no more inspired. Not only were all the caracters (sic) monosyllabic nonentities, but most of them were also sick,
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5I shuffled nonchalantly towards the counter, only to be stopped by a hefty security guard who barred my way. "Is there something that you'd like to confess, sir?" he boomed, pointi
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1burst open in grotesque, fleshy inflorescence and drew the helpless onlookers towards them with their mesmeric perfume. "What is happening?!" one lady was heard to scream, "I only
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4An inside-out Uncle was not a pleasant sight to behold, he thought, as he beheld the steaming viscera beneath the monacle and toupée that was all that was left of Baron Furvile. If
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4He pulled over to admire it, gleaming in the morning light. The smooth, pale stalk and atop: an inverted triangle. "Give way" it stated, cryptically. Wasting no to time, he snapped
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4would an agoraphobic entomologist want with those? I asked myself. Made a note to follow the bastard the next time he left the house - which, as far as I knew, was never. Day 13 -
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3And then, slowly, he ate it. A twinge of pain momentarily erased the expression of disgust, as the burning tip carved a cauterized groove across his tongue, but then it was back. A
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4she ever be free of this tinnitus? Was the last thought that she had as blackness engulfed her senses.
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4vendor pinned between their hairy knees, his limbs trussed together with organic-dyed vegetable ivory necklaces - the poor guy didn't stand a chance as they devoured his warm flesh
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6exhausted onto the ground. Who's rattled his cage? They all though silently. We all knew Det was a primadona of sorts, but this time the Manatee had gone too far. Discreetly slippi
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5made out of a number of pyramids, stacked cleverly in a circle, apex to apex to apex...Was such a thing possible? Unwilling by name, but surprisingly willing by nature, the Ladies
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2of nasties - something that would make the F.Rberry seem like a cupboard full of clean linen in comparison. With slow deliberation, I took off my jacket and unpeeled the plastic
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4reported, sadly. "Bummers just don't make the grade, according to the new regulations. We can't allow 'em no network". Just then, the phone rang. It was Charly. "Ned", she said, "
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3It was inexplicable, except as the product of some stupid, despondent designer who started out focused, but become steadily more apathetic, as everything fell to rack and ruin.
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5And felt the ground. Slowly open. Beneath him. Helplessly, he descended into darkness as the slot through which he had fallen closed above his head. Greg wished he had some biscuit
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2From the opposite side of the estuary, they observed the smoking remains of Hartlepool. He heard Sylvia sniff wetly beside him. 'Damned sentiment', he thought to himself, 'too late
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5isn't really traveling. Because we live here already. Don't we?". The was a long pause in which Blanche stroked Edwin's cheek softly, before replying: "No Erwin - this is Bulgaria
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3I said to my brother "why did you pick this up on your WAY to my apartment? I only wanted the mail that had actually been posted to my apartment! It's probably a felony or somethin
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4eptacle (or shoe box) that I had bought with me would provide excellent sound insulation against the pitiful yelps of any young dog trapped within (I knew, having already tried it)
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5their soup, but only momentarily. There were a few murmurs, and a general shrugging of shoulders, but little else. "Vhat is tax rayte?" one was heard to mutter, "Ve haf not moneeys