You have never, ever, seen a sentence exactly like this one before right now.
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a REM cycle
"You're late," she mouthed to her cousin as he sat in a back-row pew.
or
an R.E.M. cycle
"So's the guy in the coffin," he whispered back.
And nobody noticed anything.
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Getting rubbed by a sock-covered
foot. It moves to the coffee table,
fondling the top ages of a book lying there. It lays there, toes nestled between the
first few pages until it�s pulled back to rest on the opposite leg�s calf. Just a pedestrian taking a
rest.
.......or was it?
you are right
you can't get there
not with dreams like that
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drink of this blood
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You're not sure.
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back to the writing index if you know what i mean
return, fair child, to the table of contents
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Three of my friends, named, in no particular order, except for the chronological one in which I met them, which is not a conventional strategy of arrangement, Christopher Taylor, Andrzej Pietrovicz-something-or-other, and Jiri Najemnik, the latter of which goes by the name George, also went to the aforementioned University. While I came to the other side of the world to teach some English, these three characters all went to graduate school. Chris Taylor studied Pscyhology, among other things, and moved on to do grad work in Vision Science at McMaster University in Hamilton, Ontario, where he remains to this very day.. Andrzej studied Politics and Archeology, perhaps. Now, he has been granted a Masters from the Urban Planning Graduate Program with the Geography Department. This is from the same University as he did his undergraduate work, that being the University of Toronto, which is in Toronto, Ontario. Whatever will he do now you may wonder? Whatever, indeed! George did the same as Chris. However, he moved on to another country, studying the Vision Science in Austin, Texas, where he continues to awe the world with his wit and charm, I tell you what. If this was the end of a movie, which perhaps it is, and the picture paused at a close-up of each character, and some text came up describing what happened to him after our tale ends, this is what it would say: Christopher Taylor renounced science and rediscovered religion. He now travels Southeast Asia trying to convert those misguided Buddhists. He also owns a Pizzeria in Phnom Penh, which is rumored to be involved in the opium trade. Andrzej Pietrewicz became the Prime Minister of Canada, but lost this position when Canada was named the fifty-first state of America. (It will happen). He then went in search of Chris, to bring him back to the Western world, but met an untimely fate as the victim of an attack by an Asiatic black bear in North Thailand. Jiri Najemnik. The name causes women's hearts to skip a beat, metaphorically. It also strikes fear in men. After revolutionizing the world of Vision Science, George became a heartthrob to millions through his ground-breaking smash-hit band, the Tenants, or something along those lines. His potential is limitless, and NASA has designs for him to be the first rockstar sent into outer space. As for me, I'm still here. |