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“Goddamn, who cooked fish in the microwave?” Det. C.J. Hamilton shouted as he walked into the station’s break room.Looking over the crossword page of her newspaper, his partner Ramona Shay shot a glance to the fridge. Desk Sergeant Beck was bent over looking for something in the back of the freezer. Beck turned to face
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A white-colored house in a white-flowered garden perched at the top of a hill. With its grecian columns and reserved mullioned windows, the palatial estate was much more of a fortress than it ever was a home. In the white-colored house behind one of its mullioned windows overlooking the long steep driveway, a woman stood.
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“We’re a nice town, the type of place where everyone knows everyone,” said Sheriff Tank Adolphus. “Nothing ever happened here. Nothing until the outsiders came.” Agent Tess Morganna turned from the view outside the passenger window and gave the policeman serious side eye. “Don’t give me that look. You think I’m being racist. I’m not
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Streamlined skull idling in the reed grassAmong the jumped fleet footed bones poisewhite ribcage releasing the coattails of winterheart pounding, feet pounding eating up earth and asphaltnothing can hold me downno one can catch me againgulping mouthfuls of warm moist air Calm wicks off my skinChunks of me careen away as I pick upSpeed trickles
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The waitress set a brimming tray of fresh tortillas, salsa, guacamole, and gobs of melted cheese. Penny cheered their appetizer and did a chair tango. “I mean she’s nice, really nice, but I don’t know. Maybe I’m making too much of it but I never met anyone who tells you their whole life story but
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I wanted to drop the baby weight. I sipped my darjeeling and passed the small pound cakes to Mags. She reached out a delicate porcelain hand. “Pass it around you skinny bitch,” I said. Mags suck out her tongue. “It’s not my fault you’re a breeder.” Cramming a whole cake in her mouth, Mags batted
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Read your post this morningThe one about that thing you likeGave you a smiley face holding a heart to show you I carebecause no one gets you like I dome just me Even shared your post on my feedThough you never share mineI saw you gave Viv’s meme a thumbs upmust be niceI follow you
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Warmed by the early sun yet still damp from the dew, the earth sigher with every step the boy took. Muncie had been walking for hours and he knew the scouts would be looking for him soon. The woods were new to him but he walked with ease. Arm stretch outwards phone in hand Muncie
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