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When you push my bra down, so it rests uncomfortably beneath my breasts—your teeth dragging pink trails across my throat and shoulders, pushing your thumb and forefinger into my panties—you don't say that you love me. You say, “Jesus shit. Relax, baby,…
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Although radiation and chemo rendered him a wraith...
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12910
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It was going on 15:00. The dish pit was slamming. It had been since eleven. Tommy grabbed some plates and put these on the line. Any sign of Tony? Tommy asked Chef. Not yet, Chef said. He said yesterday he didn't feel well. It's the 40 oz. flu. He's had that before. …
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The new girl is weird. She's pretty but wears cheap, tacky clothes and no makeup. Maybe she's dumb or shy. Her cubicle's beside mine. I tried talking to her between calls but she ignored me. She said her name's Pandora or something weird like that. …
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They travelled across the ocean's floor in a cloud of black ink and tentacles. Behind them was a waste of metal and glass and escaping gasses. A few men scrambled through the debris in wetsuits, trying to evade the stinging spume and the jagged quills littering the remains…
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V4 is a hot, humid planet in the Signi System. Its climate is ideally suited for producing our world's rice supply. The first colonists reported great success in converting the wetlands into fertile paddies. Shipments of V4 rice began to arrive via wormhole last…
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In the weeks after the blasts, Benton wandered the wastes looking for radioactive material from the bomb. If he didn't eat soon he would die. He would join the numberless others. Charred, decaying shrapnel lay buried in the rubble of what used to be…
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4100
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Two months into the mission we were all losing our minds. Everyone who ate in the mess from Day 40 and onward was poisoned. The dispensary was soon overrun by crew members seeking an antidote for the hallucinations. By Day 50 most of the crew was dead. …
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3900
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It had been ages since Marv was last home. Nothing seemed to change much in the town. The leaves were falling from the trees which lined the streets of his neighbourhood. Children went from house to house ringing doorbells. They screamed and ran…
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4000
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“Oswald…” He could hear voices and scuffling feet overhead. Normally it was dead quiet, except for the hum of the furnace. How long had it been? How many years had passed? The door at the top of the stairs flew open, and the…
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They were a motley crew, assembled in Farmer Brown's garden. A red moon hung low in the sky like something bleeding. A hologram rippled across the teeming clouds; orange, black, and leering. “That's it,” the scarecrow said.…
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The snowman grinned malevolently as flames licked the cabin's roof. The twins escaped first. Amanda pulled Andrew by the hand. They gave the snowman only a fleeting glance before disappearing into the woods. Next was Kringle, the hound. He swerved around the…
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The lunch rush started late and lasted for nearly two hours. Tommy fell into a routine: rack, scrub, spray, and push. The machine never stopped except when the filter got jammed up. Pans, the cooks would shout. We need fucking pans! There's only one of me assholes, Tommy…
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It was nearly dinnertime. In his segment of the pod Alvin could hear his wife and child stirring. Soon they would emerge from their chemically-induced coma. Alvin peered into the cellar. The traps were bare. He used the web to dial a wormhole. It opened to…
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On Monday we got the implants. On Thursday I found the box of tapes. One tape was of Dad's old band, “Rocktober”. It was recorded in 2017. That afternoon I biked over to Phil's Photo Finishing. Phil transferred Dad's tape to VR. The…
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