Finished Folds (81—93)
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4the side of the sushi conveyor, but had to move closer to the start to get first dibs on the sushi. I felt glad to sit and forget the rabbit crimes I had committed today.
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1-gan, comment on dit, fracking this swamp 'bout fourteen year ago" said our guide. I began to doubt Webfoot's integrity, but several miles into swamp waters, I needed him.
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3stir in me the passion I feel for a robust Communist economy!" I said, surveying what I knew would be the last hundredth-second of my existence. I saw mouths gasp, then nothing.
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3wasn't the first time he stayed awake at night, repressing nauseous waves of guilt. But the reams upon reams of multicoloured A4 paper in his kitchen cooled his nerves the next day
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2and growling softly for blood. Had they not fed yesterday, the would surely have attacked both the idiot and Karl. But no one would forget those faces. The idiot knew not to return
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3-rgic old lady with a fondness for the evening news. She had looked at the stars from the ground on earth, decades ago. She liked the distant glow. Now she missed the brown earth
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4Ireland, during a quick stop off in Derry. Steve Jobs had insisted on landing the jet to pee. He'd forgotten to install a toilet. The jet landed in a field, where the Devil was
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3smoke and a pint with the lads at the Swan and Bull. But if she didn't order the course of the future, who would? Left with free will, who knows what humans could do?
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9then Betty the bettor would have bet on the batter to better the rest in the upcoming Big Batter Barter, where prizes went to the Best Batter. Like baseball, with flour.
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9Inspiration struck Julia in the depths of her brooding over the Brooklyn skyline. "Chum," she said, a whisper at first. Then, louder, "Chum! We'll call it...Chum."
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4mind," I told him, "It's all bullshit." Zeb clicked his finger, instructing the soldiers standing by to terminate the Gargonzoan. The translator returned nothing but pain.
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3I ran in the opposite direction, remembering instead the warmth and unlikely hope Benjamin had brought to our lives recently. The death of the alien became a personal need, my reve
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4For how many hours had it listened to them speaking at the dinner table, slowly learning their language, through arguments, consolations, breakfasts, and gatherings? Manhohan cried