Steve Currence
@essdotcurr.bsky.social
Some kinda hybrid of wordsmith and quasi-intelligent coatimundi, prone to frequent caffeine engulfment. Genius spilled here and there, but mostly nonsense otherwise. As always, grammarfails are baked into the final product.
"A paltry miracle proved a welcome blessing. My faith in man never returned, true, but for a moment, there was a blessed easing of tension, and I entertained the idea that long-lasting bliss could manifest."
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November 20, 2025 at 3:30 AM
"A paltry miracle proved a welcome blessing. My faith in man never returned, true, but for a moment, there was a blessed easing of tension, and I entertained the idea that long-lasting bliss could manifest."
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#firewords280
"Curse someone for what they're not, or embrace someone for what they are. Those were the options presented. Seems to me the best course is to embrace someone in both cases, n' remove cursing from the repertoire."
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November 20, 2025 at 3:18 AM
"Curse someone for what they're not, or embrace someone for what they are. Those were the options presented. Seems to me the best course is to embrace someone in both cases, n' remove cursing from the repertoire."
#vss365
#vss365
Yance ran with the Fleet Street Syndicate. At the peak of the syndicate's influence, the membership was a fifty deep. They were heavy into larceny, extortion, numbers, and dope. Yance could fill several books with the vivid litany of the syndicate's criminality.
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#bravewrite
November 20, 2025 at 3:14 AM
Yance ran with the Fleet Street Syndicate. At the peak of the syndicate's influence, the membership was a fifty deep. They were heavy into larceny, extortion, numbers, and dope. Yance could fill several books with the vivid litany of the syndicate's criminality.
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
I smelled bacon -- hickory smoked, no less -- from a quarter mile away. Upon further olfactory investigation, eggs -- sunny side up -- were also on the menu. The return of my keen macrosmatic ability was also the first sign that I'd recovered from widgeon pox.
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#vssdaily
November 19, 2025 at 4:44 AM
I smelled bacon -- hickory smoked, no less -- from a quarter mile away. Upon further olfactory investigation, eggs -- sunny side up -- were also on the menu. The return of my keen macrosmatic ability was also the first sign that I'd recovered from widgeon pox.
#vssdaily
#vssdaily
I forsook sleep for work. Oh, the price I paid! The cost was not just a personal one, but also a spiritual, physical, and mental one. I was not functioning at full competence. My grasp on reality became more and more tenuous.
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#vss365
November 19, 2025 at 4:43 AM
I forsook sleep for work. Oh, the price I paid! The cost was not just a personal one, but also a spiritual, physical, and mental one. I was not functioning at full competence. My grasp on reality became more and more tenuous.
#vss365
#vss365
All the meticulous projections and charts weren't having the desired persuasive effect. Alden turned up the volume and argued before the brass with brio previously unheard of. His closing salvo summed it up: "We can't fight tomorrow's wars with yesterday's weapons."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
November 19, 2025 at 4:33 AM
All the meticulous projections and charts weren't having the desired persuasive effect. Alden turned up the volume and argued before the brass with brio previously unheard of. His closing salvo summed it up: "We can't fight tomorrow's wars with yesterday's weapons."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
"On the 1st of January, I made a list of goals to be accomplished. It's mid-November so I checked it. There's a red check by the ones I've accomplished."
"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
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"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
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November 18, 2025 at 4:19 AM
"On the 1st of January, I made a list of goals to be accomplished. It's mid-November so I checked it. There's a red check by the ones I've accomplished."
"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
#vss365
"But there's no red checks on here."
"Yes. My procrastination is a sharp razor, n' it cuts into my progress like no other."
#vss365
The photo captured an instance of happiness. Such an instance was rehearsed. At some point, yes, there was love of a palpable, factual kind.
But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
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But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
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November 18, 2025 at 4:07 AM
The photo captured an instance of happiness. Such an instance was rehearsed. At some point, yes, there was love of a palpable, factual kind.
But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
#vssdaily
But that point passed some time ago.
The two principals were no more. Unraveling the particulars was our task at hand.
#vssdaily
Palindromes were the rule of the day.
Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
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Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
#vssdaily
November 16, 2025 at 3:01 AM
Palindromes were the rule of the day.
Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
#vssdaily
Blew a red light and got ticketed by a patrolman named Copoc.
Waited on at the coffee shop by a studious lass named Anina.
Clocked out at forty-four past four.
Head hit pillow at eleven past eleven.
#vssdaily
He thumbed through an old yearbook and was transported back to a time and place that left him bent, but not broken.
Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
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Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
#vss365
November 16, 2025 at 3:00 AM
He thumbed through an old yearbook and was transported back to a time and place that left him bent, but not broken.
Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
#vss365
Indeed, there was bitterness in him.
However, there was also gratitude.
Rough as those days were, they categorically toughened him.
#vss365
"There's an aggregate amount of nonsense in the world. One either contributes to it, or works to ameliorate it. There's no in-between."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
November 16, 2025 at 2:59 AM
"There's an aggregate amount of nonsense in the world. One either contributes to it, or works to ameliorate it. There's no in-between."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
"Bureaucracy is guarantor of stagnation, n' enemy to progression. The caprices n' whims of The System must be entertained first, last, n' always. Anarchy, ergo, is the most explicit remedy to the madness, n' the noisest."
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#bravewrite
November 15, 2025 at 3:33 AM
"Bureaucracy is guarantor of stagnation, n' enemy to progression. The caprices n' whims of The System must be entertained first, last, n' always. Anarchy, ergo, is the most explicit remedy to the madness, n' the noisest."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
"A woman in the grip of chocolate-induced ecstasy is experiencing something like a marijuana high."
"Hell you say!"
"S'true. Book I read as an undergrad. Science, man."
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"Hell you say!"
"S'true. Book I read as an undergrad. Science, man."
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November 15, 2025 at 3:26 AM
"A woman in the grip of chocolate-induced ecstasy is experiencing something like a marijuana high."
"Hell you say!"
"S'true. Book I read as an undergrad. Science, man."
#vss365
"Hell you say!"
"S'true. Book I read as an undergrad. Science, man."
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"I'm ambitious n' vicious in equal measure. As one should be. This vocation of ours is not for the meek, meager, or milquetoast. Either you draw blood or draw tears."
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November 12, 2025 at 4:28 AM
"I'm ambitious n' vicious in equal measure. As one should be. This vocation of ours is not for the meek, meager, or milquetoast. Either you draw blood or draw tears."
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#vss365
Hours after the ceremony, we poured one out for the ol' man. His repertoire was vast and worthy of encomia. He was a war hero, chef du jour, and above all, our beloved father. We vowed to live lives that honor him fully.
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#bravewrite
November 12, 2025 at 4:01 AM
Hours after the ceremony, we poured one out for the ol' man. His repertoire was vast and worthy of encomia. He was a war hero, chef du jour, and above all, our beloved father. We vowed to live lives that honor him fully.
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
I had blood of a foreign, otherworldly beast on my clothes. I spoke in a language nobody understood. Somehow, English had been supplanted by Jiruinese as a native tongue. But when? I'd soon find a couple dozen unexplained oddities, but no concrete answers.
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November 9, 2025 at 2:48 AM
I had blood of a foreign, otherworldly beast on my clothes. I spoke in a language nobody understood. Somehow, English had been supplanted by Jiruinese as a native tongue. But when? I'd soon find a couple dozen unexplained oddities, but no concrete answers.
#vss365
#vss365
I craved the drab tranquility of solitude. When amidst a frivolous lot of folks, I frequently found the volume always too high, and their palaver grating to an immense degree.
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#bravewrite
November 9, 2025 at 1:14 AM
I craved the drab tranquility of solitude. When amidst a frivolous lot of folks, I frequently found the volume always too high, and their palaver grating to an immense degree.
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#bravewrite
"I anticipate a Thanksgiving full of stresses and blessings, the weird n' the mundane, harmony n' dischord, n' for a coda: I'll pass out in a haze of tryptophan n' Glenlivet, with pronounced aftertastes of cranberries n' exhaustion."
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#bravewrite
November 8, 2025 at 2:13 AM
"I anticipate a Thanksgiving full of stresses and blessings, the weird n' the mundane, harmony n' dischord, n' for a coda: I'll pass out in a haze of tryptophan n' Glenlivet, with pronounced aftertastes of cranberries n' exhaustion."
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#bravewrite
"He who acquired power, how'd he do that? Not gentlemanly, I reckon. It never is. The whole of human history proves that. It was acquired, I reckon, by force. I speak of force applied by agents of questionable character, who'd willingly dance to a madman's beat."
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November 8, 2025 at 2:10 AM
"He who acquired power, how'd he do that? Not gentlemanly, I reckon. It never is. The whole of human history proves that. It was acquired, I reckon, by force. I speak of force applied by agents of questionable character, who'd willingly dance to a madman's beat."
#vss365
#vss365
Fiddler was New York City born and bred: a Bronx soul through and through, Fordham Road having augured his development. But twelve years in East Tennessee did funny things to his drawl; his words spilled out in an accent that signaled an amorphous geography.
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November 7, 2025 at 3:46 AM
Fiddler was New York City born and bred: a Bronx soul through and through, Fordham Road having augured his development. But twelve years in East Tennessee did funny things to his drawl; his words spilled out in an accent that signaled an amorphous geography.
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#vss365
"What's life about? I'm spitballing but it seems ev'ry step is a gamble, ev'ry breath a miracle, n' ev'ry misstep is fodder. N' regardless of the step, breath n' gamble, there may very well be some joker capturing it, prayin' n' hopin' ya fall flat."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
November 7, 2025 at 3:27 AM
"What's life about? I'm spitballing but it seems ev'ry step is a gamble, ev'ry breath a miracle, n' ev'ry misstep is fodder. N' regardless of the step, breath n' gamble, there may very well be some joker capturing it, prayin' n' hopin' ya fall flat."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
Louts.
Thieves.
Felons.
The family tree bore many unpristine branches.
And from a few of these wayward forebears, I learned things.
A certain subterranean education.
Earned multiple degrees, one might say.
Lessons served me well in the city's dank quarters.
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Thieves.
Felons.
The family tree bore many unpristine branches.
And from a few of these wayward forebears, I learned things.
A certain subterranean education.
Earned multiple degrees, one might say.
Lessons served me well in the city's dank quarters.
#vss365
November 5, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Louts.
Thieves.
Felons.
The family tree bore many unpristine branches.
And from a few of these wayward forebears, I learned things.
A certain subterranean education.
Earned multiple degrees, one might say.
Lessons served me well in the city's dank quarters.
#vss365
Thieves.
Felons.
The family tree bore many unpristine branches.
And from a few of these wayward forebears, I learned things.
A certain subterranean education.
Earned multiple degrees, one might say.
Lessons served me well in the city's dank quarters.
#vss365
"Wealth may elude, and health may wane, but a devotion achieved through fidelity and trust amidst the trials is what we have, n' dare I say: it's bulletproof."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
November 5, 2025 at 3:22 AM
"Wealth may elude, and health may wane, but a devotion achieved through fidelity and trust amidst the trials is what we have, n' dare I say: it's bulletproof."
#bravewrite
#bravewrite
The first public read of my tome provoked wonderment. The limits of my imagination were stretched with gusto, and the tale woven on the pages proved me a fabulist non pareil.
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#firewords280
November 4, 2025 at 3:53 AM
The first public read of my tome provoked wonderment. The limits of my imagination were stretched with gusto, and the tale woven on the pages proved me a fabulist non pareil.
#firewords280
#firewords280
I saw a future with her. An image formed in my head: a doting wife, an equally doting brood, a well-appointed abode, and maybe a terrier. All the ornaments and accouterments of domestic bliss would feature heavily.
But we drifted apart. The dream remained just that.
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But we drifted apart. The dream remained just that.
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November 4, 2025 at 3:46 AM
I saw a future with her. An image formed in my head: a doting wife, an equally doting brood, a well-appointed abode, and maybe a terrier. All the ornaments and accouterments of domestic bliss would feature heavily.
But we drifted apart. The dream remained just that.
#vss365
But we drifted apart. The dream remained just that.
#vss365