Finished Folds (21—40)
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6sodden heavens as they unleash hellish precipitation when once again, you left your umbrella at home. This leaves you with only one option, and you know what to do.
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7furious, when in fact it was just the way he expressed himself when he was excited. Much misunderstood, the demon had been a recluse until now. What had changed?
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5thought he could, and engaged in an intense dialogue with the stranger. Obviously Randy was uttering vague Chinese-like sounds which meant nothing, but eventually we received
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11Every time Mattie cooked the pancakes, Gill would pretend to eat them then secretly take them back to his workshop, where he was hoarding stacks of them in preparation for the
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9fight to the death to protect. The pie was legendary in the family, and grandma used it to soothe and placate, mollify and pacify. She even made one to calm us down when
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11must have seen my cry for help. Just one? I close my eyes and lean back against the cool glass, contemplating the ultimate futility of life, love, and social media.
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6The mound of rubies glistened and shone like crimson suns in the moonlight. Reaching out for one, Elsa was simultaneously enchanted and repulsed by their power. If David was here
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6"I don't know how this works, I must admit. Are you any good with techie stuff". I was stunned. A Borg should know this stuff, and this one was responsible for my release. I was
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2constant phonecalls from his mother. She was concerned about the hook hand, of course, but there was no need to remind him to clean it every day with anti-bac and metal polish. He
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6bank details before sunset. He would have to work quickly in Alaska, but the challenge only sharpened his senses and he could almost taste the dollars as he spotted his prey. She
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3giving him a manicure and a pedicure and a gently exfoliating facial. Naturally, he was not expecting this, though his clogged, travel-worn skin was grateful for the attention. Now
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3an amusing anecdote about a tiny man who fell in love with a ferret, which they will assume is a coded story revealing the whereabouts of the object they seek. But they'll be wrong
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2through my left ear. I don't like it when people enter my dreams. I like to control my dreams and shape them myself, but Freddy didn't care. In this dream, he cried
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4where 'ar' comes without the 't' at the end, and indeed with a replacement 'e'. So is it really art? Flummoxed by this Orwellian dilemma, I looked to Kafka for inspiration.
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2it retrospect he had been wrong to accept a 6-pack from the old woman with the broomstick, but she had kind eyes and he had been thirsty. Now he was worried that the beer was
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2the kids were sporting putrid pooches and hairy hounds on their heads wherever you turned. Soon, however, came the inevitable shortage of raw materials. Instead of dogs, now they
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3Russian dolls. Few people know that those Russian dolls are painstakingly grown in bathhouses, being watered and tended every day by Siberian peasants. If one breaks,
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5with mine and he winces, not yet used to the feel of my prosthetic limb. I could've chosen a lighter, more practical material, but my mahogany toes with their deep brown colour are
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2He had to find the toucans before it was too late. If anyone can, a toucan can - or so the saying goes. But since Penny's incident the toucans had been an elusive bunch, staying
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1Or so he thought. Barely 24 hours later he was bent double in agony, cursing the bowl of peanuts he had foolishly grazed on at Kaz Bar. His friends thought he was paranoid about