Finished Folds (1—17)
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4a dormant civilization. Abandoned suddenly it seemed, with traces of those who once occupied the space. The web archive that held the digital sherds of these past folds was vast.
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4were antiques!" Her anger faded to a deep sadness. "They were something special we could look back at and remember just how far we had come." She sighed and knew it was over.
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5years to actually understand. "Stay thirsty?" The wall said nothing in response. Sometimes that worked, talking to the wall the riddles were written on, but not this time. My only
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3data implants. We were going to need something much more flashy than humming. Bells and whistles. That's what we needed. "Get the bells out from storage!" She yelled across the lab
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4cans of beer, deodorant sticks, safety pins, and noise makers. You know those tin cans you spin. Lots of noise makers to scare off the bears. The bears would come for the ice cream
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9up with their ams folded. Their tiny fuzzy black hats were getting drenched in the rain. With all their hopping about I was afraid they'd slip on the deck--it must be slippery ther
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6He saw the meat on the grill with new eyes. The sizzling grease dripped off the darkening puck with new meaning. The smoke rising reeked of the future-his future as a superhero in
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5Peggy groaned. "Ugh! I hate Queen! I mean, I love Freddy Mercury and the /idea/ of Queen, but that song! No!" Her friends laughed. They loved teasing Peg. It had been a
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3hed and snorted. Jeff leaned over to Penny and whispered, "This play is weirded than I thought it'd be...The title was misleading, I guess." Penny had been on worse first dates, so
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7, which was no walk in the park. Tap was not her style, and the tone of the writing she found alarming. Jen was more of a Fox Trot. It was a better pace for the profiles she'd been
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7And it was gone. The city had been razed. The sight of the grey smoldering ruins knocked the wind out of her. She had to get back to the right time. She needed to find
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5for the envelop she had taped back there. She kept all her best recipes in that envelop for safe keeping. The biscuit competition goons were after her secret ingredient ever since
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8e? What is the matter with you?! Don't you care that that image is now forever part of your mom's Digital Dossier? That you've probably set back her FaceRank Score by 100s of
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6Her new OB-GYN was in a wood paneled office between The Menz Room and The Hamburger King. It seemed fitting that this would be the place she would begin really thinking about her
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2I had no control. Well, the I that I still knew had no control. The I that I had come to share these hands with was in charge and I could not get her to listen. She was always
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6undermine the organic farmers by slowly dismantling their tractor supplies. It was ingenious...a helmet from a combine, a visor from a mower blade, a fedora from a motor filter.
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7The field was overgrown with tall prairie grasses. Gramps found a tree off to the side of the clearing and sat on the soft mosses growing there in the shadows. He was tired.