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insidious

Just a minute, Charmaine: I see one over there—shit! That bitch beat me to it! I’ll have to get back to you— No, I’m in the hardware section; you know, where that tall guy with the big blue eyes—no, I’m … Continue reading

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sleeping beside the giant

he throws his reeking bones to our back yard when he stands and yawns and stretches the ground shakes and our masonry cracks birds stay away and the woods are silent no foxes prowl the neighbourhood nor racoons he empties … Continue reading

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