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Hawkeye hunter, an inverse tale

Hawkeye hunter, an inverse tale The first time wasn’t the last time. Which meant it hadn’t been a fluke. He scans the terrain once more, before moving to the next hunting ground. The other hunter, is circling another feeding ground. With lazy spirals and willful maneuvers, the other hunter covers every square inch of the…
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Pen and promise, the drawing game

Pen and promise, the drawing game Harrison is an artist. Not an oil painting master, with a breathtaking masterpiece in a gallery. Nor is he a new age genius with profound works of art. In fact, he is a street artist. Harrison works on his paintings, while on the street. The street is his studio.…
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Scenes from An Empty Marble Jar

Scenes from An Empty Marble Jar It’s empty. The jar. It isn’t ever full, in fact it hasn’t ever been half full. It’s empty now, and that means there’s plenty of room. ***** Marty shakes the can of spray again, and this time aims it lower. There it is. The extra strength mosquito repellant, splatters…
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The odd years of Gus and the ultra day

The odd years of Gus and the ultra day It only needs a little bit more and everything will be okay. Gus pushes the side of it a tad bit more. There. Now it was set. After all the planning and careful set-up, it was ready. This was the best Gus could hope for, as…
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When the Memos compare

When the Memos compare James feels mystified. They hadn’t been together long, but he is sure they have never talked about this place. The small building has the feel of a warehouse. However, it is empty except for a large chalk board in the center of the back wall. Anna leads the way into the…
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They didn’t get the Memo

They didn’t get the Memo James tries it again. It still won’t start. He goes back under the hood and tries the battery cable again. A moment later and still no cigar. The car must be in need of more serious repair. He shuts the hood and broods about what to do next. He is…
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More with a memo that works

More with a memo that works James is ready for the plummeting feeling. He braces himself for the shouts and chaos that never comes. Indeed, twenty minutes later, and they are landing. The touchdown uneventful, other than a bump or two. Fifteen minutes after that and they are inside the airport waiting for their luggage.…






