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• 16 Aug

  She suddenly realised that the day before her half birthday was a good time to... More »

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• 15 Aug

  It sounded like it to him - he didn't like it when people called him a liar. People should have come across with whatever they had. He was out of there - but where did he go? He couldn't just... More »

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• 14 Aug

  Thailand. Malaysia. And maybe Cambodia and maybe Laos. There's just no end to what can be done, but I'll have to admit right away that we won't be able to do every single thing, it just won't be possible. Ah,... More »

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• 13 Aug

  Paying in advance was what he liked the most about his situation. The feeling the people owed him, not the other way around. Because owing people is terrible, he thought; one never wants to be in a position where one... More »

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• 12 Aug

  Here is where it starts and where it ends. New cycles, taking us around and around again. I am the queen of recycling, it seems - I am the best at getting things started up again, if not finishing them.... More »

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• 11 Aug

  The mug shot, that was the name of the bar. Post traumatic stress disorder. Attention, there is something in progress. You might as well just tell them to run, because that is what they're going to do anyway, little guy.... More »

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• 10 Aug

  Apathy. Complete and total apathy toward everyone and everything, that was what he felt, and in fact that was all he thought he could feel, forever. Of course he knew at some level that it wasn't true, that he would... More »

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