Finished Folds (1—3)
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2The rabid Bierbar fan launched itself at me, eyes blazing with teenage angst. I unloaded both shells in its general direction and ran towards the exit
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3suddenly Jim was awoken by the nurses. "time for your meds, mr polaski", said a particularly nasty looking eastern European orderly
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2suddenly clowns appeared. dozens and dozens of clowns. some of them on segways that swooped about the room in a not very threatening but unbalanced fashion.