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There's a certain sense in which a beginning is the most constricted place possible. Everything has to be there. The closer you get to beginning places, the more you feel it, the stillness of all things waiting to happen ( Read more... ) -
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He satisfies himself that she's asleep. She needs it. He needs it. It's been a very long day ( Read more... ) -
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There is a god under a mountain ( Read more... ) -
MEME.
Aheeheehee. Yum.
Gimme a pup of yours. I will tell you:
1) how [insert pup of your choice here]'s opinion of the named character has changed over time, or
2) why [insert pup of your choice here] does or does not get along/like/other with the named pup.
I got:
This one, notboundnow
Gromit, gooddoggromit
Lincoln Six-Echo, renevatio
Satine, diamndcourtesan
Scar, ambitionsbared
Mr. Gumby, 2brickstogether
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The first shift guard would have felt better about the two men standing in front of his desk if they hadn't had such a palpable air of vague disrepute. Maybe it was the faint odor of pot clinging to their work jackets ( Read more... ) -
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Gods on a mission.
The thing to remember isn't that the car is stolen. The thing to remember is that the car is running. Not that they're going to get caught. They have ways, so even though Prometheus is driving only vaguely within the speed limit (which has served them well for the past several hours), they go sure in the knowledge that the righteousness of their ( Read more... ) -
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Fall and summer are still wrestling for Chicago these days. Heat hasn't turned the leaves so much as leeched the color from the tips. It was cooler when Prometheus was here last ( Read more... )