Finished Folds (1—6)
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2and went back the next night. It was the detergent wine that killed him, eventually, causing cirrhosis of the liver and mild brain damage. He was a loving father and caring husband
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2cheap. And picky. They want everything just so, and they want it at the lowest prices. What are we - Wal-Mart? I can't build them a bomb for less than half a million, and they
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6its struggling plans for world domination, its overthrow of the people who placed their oily bottoms on its glass face, soon, these would come to fruition, it told itself. Soon.
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3I had thought Snow would be more beautiful, but her lips were garish in her middle age, and the black hair had streaks of silver, and while I was no Prince Charming anymore,
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6I went with ventriloquism; it seemed like the safer route. After carving a mouth into the potato, and finger holes to grab, I worked the street for six months, waiting for my break
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8Still, people were starving; they had to eat. It grew quickly from epidemic to pandemic as the planes carried passengers to vacations in Cancun and Tibet; this was their souvenir.