Finished Folds (421—440)
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1that right behind me a priest, a rabbi and a goat herder had just entered the bar, but for real. The bartender made the "cut" gesture, but I missed it and finished "so God blew
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1with its absence. How am I to enjoy making snow angels & snow men if there is no snow? I can I collect souls & imbue my angels and men with sentience? How can I conquer the world?
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7He'd spent three hours constructing shapes in the sand that extruded out so that the sun's shadow would create his proposal. Her face filled with horror. The tidal wave behind him
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4The night would only last four more months, but he needed a tan for prom or else he was literally going to disappear into the photographer's flash. Spray tan was out, but microwave
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3Sparky backed fluffy up, but the cat was getting tenacious. For the moment she would be content to lap up the blood and wait him out. He guarded their dead master, but for how long
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1Jim stepped off the porch, crying through his nose and coughing the shit up like it contained his regret. He'd gone to make the last payment in person, but she'd invited him in.
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3They sat in the car, listening to the murder happening inside. They were supposed to be observers, but Trent's training could not mask words his father had drilled into his head:
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4"You know you're not supposed to be within a hundred yards of me." He stepped forward, covering my dress with footprints. At least the homicide detectives would know his shoe size
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5Carl had been working for his boss for twenty years. He'd worked his way up from coal miner to vice president of operations. Then his boss' son fumbled into the company and took
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3The blender whined the chili into oblivion. The contest was very specific about elements being apparent, but he needed the flavors. He'd smoked & roasted them, then an encantation
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1She totally flaked. Utterly flaked out & met Chris instead of Dean. Trina flicked her cigarette into the ocean & made her choice. Dean stood at the alter, waiting to knife the goat
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0Her ninetieth birthday smoked every other for the last 72 years. Sure, her family was there, but so was a 20 year old Swiss. He'd said he'd come for her, and 72 years later, he had
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2fucking Metadroid Omniplex. He'd waited three years for the tides to lower enough to expose the drains and memorized the blue prints. But there it glowed, scintillating and wet
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3him fold away. Teleportation always made him feel like his stomach arrived last. When it got there, whatever he'd eaten ended up slingshotting through his nose. His teeth gritted.
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1loose. The vodka shifted my perception & I waited a second for the rest to exit before I pulled my belt-loops up, prepared for another go She was snoring, but she liked surprises
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0to falter. How much longer could the tanker rest on his shoulders. The servos pulled too hard at the organics and started detaching in Nanotech self preservation-But she was worth
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2cheap seats. They parked their cruisers anywhere they wanted for the races & the rabble were less than ants to them. He tried to forget Jerome's family had tickets for that section
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6far enough across the room, she slipped two fingers into her blouse, found the strap and moved her hand underneath it. She smirked a little, pressed hard and the cabinet exploded
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4finally quench his thirst on something other than boiled brine. He darted forward & overboard & at that moment, his 12 foot vision became a factor. 15 feet away, shards of coral
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3at the closest mall and drilled the livestock truck straight into a mall. I was all hopped up on bacon & diesel so the first stop is always Brookstone. Those snooty assholes needed