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Ch 4: Should we conspire and brunch?
Ch 4: Should we conspire and brunch? The yellow and orange vest with tiger stripes shined and screamed gaudy, but the man wearing it knew it and did it with the intention of provocation. He worked decades on climbing the proverbial ladder for leadership, and with the help of both mother nature and scientific enhancements,…
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Ch 3: How to resign in 10k simple steps
Ch 3: How to resign in 10k steps After 14 exceptionally average hours of their final shift, Siete is called into the office of their L low-base manager. A spry woman for her visibly covered-up and modded age, who usually exudes normal dispositions of sternness and competency required for her job. Except for today. Today…
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Ch 2: The pale guide
The eldest elbowed his brother a few nudges, trying to budge into him the concept of diplomacy. “Stop being so obviously judgy, or else we will never be on time! And you know what happens to unemployed people of our age-“. The last remark got him visibly unsettled which, for now, he agreed to follow…
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I love my cell
“Tip-tap, tip-tap”, sounded the pigeons slowly making their way across my tin roof. I can’t even remember when they decided that the tip of my house was the best feeding ground, but with time I started to get used to my temporary housemates. Besides, if there’s something I’m not missing, it’s time. My eyes still…
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Fast-paced first day
Ch 1: Fast-paced first day A giant holographic clock alternates between 4 usable colors, with the fifth lost to rusty circuitry. In the shape of a thin pillar, the building on which it is projected rises above the rainbow gas clouds and whimsy pink smoke, with the roof touching the black-pit ceiling above it. The…
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The visitor(s)
It was the middle of August when the wind howled through the cracks of a house made out of stones, straws and held together by arid mud. It had four windows, but you could peek through only two of them, while others were boarded with termite-eaten planks. Surprisingly though, a vestige of a powerline kept…
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Unlimited spare parts
Hello, I’m Steven the living, reconstructive, block of flesh and this is an interview about, well, me and my thing. When I lose parts of my body, I can regrow or reattach them and I did it over 400 times now. As an example, the little finger you can see on the floor next to…