humor
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Amethyst, rose, and amber colored crystals shimmered all around Maura. Candles, some tapers others squat flickered in the heavily incensed air. In awe Maura took in the shop’s wondrous treasures. At the cash register, she yelped. Behind the counter, a greasy teen boy in full clown makeup nodded his head toward a velvet curtain without
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Breathe, Ian, breathe, I told myself. Cupping my hand, I checked my breath for the seventh time. I peered into the rearview mirror again to admire my fresh cut and scan the coffeehouse’s door. My watch read 11:13. We’d set up the date for eleven but I know chicks are always late and get a
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Behold my unfurling. Hark, that tickle deep in the back of your throat. Is that an ache in your calf? The catch in your breath is my trumpet. That phlegmatic drumming in your chest’s hollow. I am coming.Deny me at your peril.Ease into my warm molasses of fatigue. Accept my embrace in a smothering of
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