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On the ridge, above the arroyo in darkening daylight, stood three figures. Ancients, cold and watching, like standing stone, silhouettes, their depth of blackness punching through the cooling burnt-orange sunset. Their inexplicable presence puncturing…
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Trauukh shifted uncomfortably on his haunches. His paws sunk a good way into the muddy earth and small stones and twigs dug into the hairy pads. The cold October rain caused his fur to mat in places he would rather have unmatted. Real Halloween weather
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It's 6:45 a.m. A gritty, mundane sort of magic pervades the air at "Valentine’s" in the Hamilton Hotel.
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Mr. Skunk looked disdainfully at the window. “When the fuck do we get out of this place?” It was mostly rhetorical as the Skunks were all stuffed and inanimate.
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Truman sits in his car on an early Tuesday morning, the rifle propped up against the passenger seat and ignored for the moment. There is something exceptionally peaceful about an empty parking lot on an early autumn day. It feels to him like white space
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The surroundings, he thought, are just as important as what's surrounded.
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We are nerds. We are Legion. We do not forgive. We do not forget. Expect us bitch.
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Now it's late. I am hanging upside down from a rope coiled around my crushed left ankle, the pain too sharp to be really felt, as the excess blood to my head makes my thoughts fuzzy. I am almost two meters from the rock face, thirty-five hundred meters above sea-level, the…
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The lace fell through the fingers, wrinkled and nimble they had become too used to avoiding the finite objects in life which needed attention. The white cotton sat loosely on her shoulders, the collar exposed the skin which had become dry and her shoulder
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Is death like standing in a room at night and turning off the lights? You would still hear your breathing. You hold your breath. Silence. Darkness. Yet you feel gravity, your feet on the floor. Then the air brushes your skin. Remove the air,…
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And so, many ideas and stories and wonders crash onto the shores of my conscience...
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**I think Bridgestone Tire borrowed this story for a commercial. Maybe not, see video and decide.**
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It's only 600 words. You want a taste, you have to click.
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I don’t have a lot of time, so listen up. At 20,000 feet, you have about 90 seconds before you hit the ground. That information was generously provided to me by Sal Giovanni, right before two of his goons threw me out of the plane.
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I took a deep breath and turned the key. I pushed the door open just far enough to see. I backed out, closed the door and turned the key again. I walked to my car, knelt down and placed in front of the right front tire the little box with the holes in it that held the…
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