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Fifty-Cent Beer

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Robert Patton paid the cabbie, got out on the dark street and realized he didn't know where he was. But it seemed too early to be so dark. There had been plenty of darkness in his life of late, but not in today’s weather. He looked up, saw the black, tumbling clouds and discovered the reason for the darkness just as the teeming flood of rain deluged out of the sky and instantly soaked him through.

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You Will Meet A Short, Blonde, Stranger

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My cousin Thelma thinks she knows everything, but she believes all kinds of crazy shit. About once a month I go to a fortune teller with her. I don’t believe any of that crap, but I go with Thelma because I like her. She keeps trying to get me to go to church with her, but I don’t believe that stuff either.

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Escape The Reich

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The thick mist cleared, and a small settlement emerged from the darkness.The three men and single woman tried their best to walk quietly, relying on the not-so-visible moon to provide illumination.

A branch crackled, and all of them froze for a minute, then they continued to creep up to what they could evidently see was just three tents.

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A Dinner in Olde New York

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Arlington and Buffy Cwizweld will celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary this year on  April 1, 2055.

This is their story.

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Arly and Buffy had a more than passing interest in the New Technology and Artificial Intelligence. Now their highly successful and diversified investments have made it possible for the discovery of a special process.  The couple had sought and financed their quest for this specific concept for years.

It was always meant to be theirs and theirs alone.

The Name: Process Perpetual.

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Truth in Advertising

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This isn’t a story about two sisters after the same man.  It’s a story about the same man after two sisters.

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Sierra Tango Yankee X-Ray

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The water gleamed like dull steel beneath the moonlight, rippling softly against the creaking wooden boat. He was tempted to touch it, to swirl his hand through the inky lake, but something held him back. He feared it would feel like oil, slick and viscous between his fingers, as though its fathomless depths were choked with the decay of long dead creatures.

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George Washington's Damp Wig

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It was in the springtime. The smell of water mixing with the world was all around. The trees held heavy, dripping leaves and the fields were dark and full and hard to walk through without losing a boot.

There was to be a parade that morning. Well not really a parade, but the fact was The President, George Washington, was on a celebratory tour of the territory, after having won the election, and would be crossing the Merrimac River on the ferry that day, and to get to the ferry he would have to go right past our home: Arrowhead Farm.

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Never Trust a Flower

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Halfway through an arboretum, Robert Palmer encountered an odd looking plant around six feet tall surrounded by high grass. Its uppermost leaves were tightly clustered around what Robert guessed was a flower. Although he’d never seen anything like it before, something stirred in the back of his mind and wouldn’t let go. He shrugged and slowly started to go past the plant. At that moment its upper leaves opened up to reveal a face of sorts with dark blue eyes, no nose, but a slit of a mouth. Then it said in strongly accented English, “Hello, Mister. If you aren’t too busy would you like to go on a trip?”

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A Walk in the Park

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Leah was lonely, not the sad kind of lonely where she thought about suicide or filling her home with stray cats, but lonely nonetheless. This time of the year with all the festivities only reminded her that she was alone, that there was nobody special in her life. At least she had work, she was kept busy and would return home tired and worn out, but it was time spent in the company of others.

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I Never Eat Pizza

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Adam Carr and Phil Dunn, both physicists, sat at a table in the university cafeteria eating lunch. Adam enjoyed a hamburger while listening to Phil. “Adam, reputable physicists believe that there are many parallel worlds, worlds where there are other Adam Carrs.”

“What they believe and what they can prove are two different things. I think their imaginations are looking for something to dream about. Wishful thinking, that’s all.”

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