Tag: short story
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The year is, uhm, somewhat present time. I think. If not, then it’s probably somewhere in the future, past by when it ended for me. Problem is, though, I’m still here, wandering all the roads we could have taken, all the old buildings with crumbling walls we could have avoided. That was my dream for…
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It has only been an hour with a shove in his hand, and the splinters are already making a mocking out of the freshly out of high-school worker. He thought the safety gloves would keep his hand safe from the perils of the job, but even a safety net has its cracks. The boy never…