Finished Folds (1—20)
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3was he that talking guy? hmm, should of taken that bet..." It was bedtime. Everyone of importance was in his pajamas. The moon gave him a wink as he tucked himself into bed. *poot*
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6them into a raft. The journey back is always more pleasant. I often think about how many stars it would take to make a constellation out of me, not just my shape, but my exploits.
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1the troupe togehter for a puppet show. The stage was two overturned brandy casks with the cabin boys unders for a curtain. He would miss them, being drowned an all that. The show
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5It was my turn and i desperately needed sheep. But all the players were holding on to them like a bunch of good fer nuthin' greedy misers. wont get none of my wood then...
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2trinkets were being shamelessly hawked in the background. It was a bloody distraction. Both with how vocal the peddler was, but also because there was this jade amulet dangling
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3reflection. Like some postmodern Narcissus he exemplified the attainment of all who live under the modern yoke. Smashing social mores & building an altar to the self
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3being left up again. 'what happened to treat others as you would have them treat you' he muttered to himself ' that's why i leave it up, in hopes that she would do the same for me
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3"i wish i wore my knee pads" said grace "we need to start thinking that the future will always be like this, so we really need to start taking care ourselves" she took a couple
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7anticipation would close, and be dawned upon by a new light of understanding. For surely that was the scope of his film. "even if i just touch one life" he said to the interviewer
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3doesn't realize the burden of time. It is tooth, ever gnawing at you. But perhaps this mortal wants that pain, or perhaps this mortal feels a pain i do not perceive. Is it that
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0the bar for a gin. Grateful for being newly single and having regular access to a shower. 'this could really pay off' he watched the dealers at the roulette tables. 'perhaps its
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4parking spot reserved for the GrandDuke Wizardo. Who didn't take too kindly to running into an invisible object. He claimed an off-world conspiracy. All i care is that my stocks
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2this nascent desire to be someone completely different. The great Do Over some call it, Mulligins to other clans. But too much exposure too quickly, or in inappropriate company can
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4Healy's head, rather easily, fell right off her neck. " i have weak tendons" she said dryly "i'm used to it". i picked up her head and brushed the twigs out of her hair, then
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4to watch from the corner of your eye. All the while pretending to write something serious in your Moleskine notebook. On a counter above the espresso machine is a glass merkhaba
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2"Lies! Everyone knows Ginger have no souls!" i could not make out who had decried such an accusation for a fog was settling in. 'There is always a bumpkin' i muttered to myself. It
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4Assuming i live that long. No matter, it's about all i got going on these days. Anything of value anyway. Everything else is just habit or gross necessities of my biology. Speaking
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4Subsequently they consumed said narcotics while synthesizing fresh new tracks on her parents old dusty hammond organ and some pots from the kitchen. "this shit lit!" mused a pole.
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2just finish this story first. You see,it's been quite some time since this tale began,someone saw it fit to resurrect it and i feel compelled to finish it.JimBob sighed"very well".
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4The screen went blank, the tape in the reel began flapping against the stand. "Someone get the lights please" said Mr. McGawry. " Now that! was educational!"