Finished Folds (1—8)
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1damp kitten, sandy copulation and Dianne. Who named anything after their mother anyway! I tried to hide my discomfort, but eventually I could contain myself no longer. I leapt up,
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3future minions who would one day bow to her will, and grovel at her feet, while offering her foreign delicacies, and filling the room with sweet perfumes. But for the present, she
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1shifty looking tires that they keep giving me. They tell me it's to distract me from the pain, but I know better. My friends, they all died because of poisoned tires. I wasn't
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2card section of the local newsagency, trying to find a suitable card. I stayed away from the 'funny' section; he had never liked to laugh. In fact, he had never liked anything that
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2countless flocks of pigeons, waiting in the rafters of the old church. He used to care about her, once upon a time, but that was before he discovered the tattoo inside
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2piled up in the doorway only distracted her momentarily, while she searched for her knitting needles. She was sure she had put them in her bag, and she did not dare show up
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3overwhelm her with a new pet every day. Frank had always told me that women love animals, and if I was going to confuse her, I may as well do it properly. The first day, I gave her
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2was the only thing keeping his body functioning. He tried to think of a reason to live, but the only thing that came to mind was the hope of eating another car. They tasted divine.