Finished Folds (1—3)
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6"I want you to make me a sandwich." the woman replied, slapping her palms flat down on his desk. "It's a simple request, really."
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3has to be a dream!" I threw my knife to the ground and backed into the corner as the roaches approached. I took a deep breath and squeezed my eyes shut, awaiting my imminent death.
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2unable to feel the lit cigarette that had been so unceremoniously shoved into my eyeball. Besides that, I fell over after he kicked me in the sternum. "What was that for?" I