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Original content, feels like fanfic…

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Ouch! Da fuck!? Talk about a hangover! What the fuck happened yesterday? I can’t remember much of anything. Dancing flies? A sidecar in Manhattan? What the hell was that? Hey, brain, do you think this is a good time to do the riddle thing? The sun stings […]

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June 22, 2024 at 6:02 AM
(If you’ve missed the beginning of The End, start with this link) She opened her eyes, only to close them again. The daylight hurt. That’d teach her to fall asleep with the shutters open. The alarm clock read 10:23. How long was she going to last if she […]

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May 6, 2024 at 2:33 AM
line secure – connection established – user Supercool28 is online Supercool28 > ‘sup. You there? LadiesDigMe69 > Yeah, waiting for you. Do you have it? Supercool28 > Yeah… I think. An old CPU from the 2010s. A relic! But it’s running. Doesn’t look like […]

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April 13, 2024 at 8:24 AM
The End Chapter 1 – Part 4 (click here to read from the beginning) Not my kind of place: too many vain people… Too much appearance and no substance… Too much money shown off. It was his kind of place even less. As he had decided to meet in Florida, why […]

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August 24, 2023 at 1:21 PM
The End Chapter one – Part two (click here if you’ve missed the beginning) The phone rang. Good. I needed that to bring me back to the café and out of my memories. Marie wanted to know at what time she should expect me to be home. I told her that right […]

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July 11, 2023 at 1:39 PM
The End Chapter One – Part one It was the last day. The lecture hall was full. The students weren’t dying to say a final goodbye to their teacher. He hadn’t left them much choice. He had demanded a farewell gift in the form of a few sheets of scribbled […]

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July 4, 2023 at 7:52 AM
December 20th, 2012 – evening The sun has set. I have been holding it for a good hour. The light is getting dimmer and dimmer. I’ve kept it close to me all day. It is dark now. My heart is still beating. It has never beaten so hard. I never thought it would come to… Read More »Prologue

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July 17, 2022 at 8:54 AM