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The Bad Week

It had been a good week at work in Arnold’s estimation. He stepped outside the office and paused to breathe in the cool air. Nearly two miles away, a fellow mishandled his new gun and it went off suddenly. The … Continue reading

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Running From The…

Drew looked down the line of beautifully preserved old cars at a festival in New Zealand. They reminded him of the first car he ever owned in 1928. He sighed wistfully. He’d loved that car. As he looked down the … Continue reading

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