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Ronald Wright. He lives in his hometown. He was actually the type to leave home young and begin a new life, but the roads were closed so he decided to stay home and do the same. He holds a job at a factory. The job is perfect for him. He needs not put the slightest amount of thought into his work - infact he was taught that in his particular ( Read more... ) -
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This tribe of ants cultivates fungus as a food source. They even use pesticides. Way cool.
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Disembark, my son. Leave now Lord Monetary. We sleep in the night sky like the shadows of your wooded mountains, my Lord. Let us consume thy enemy, Your Highness. Let us take them from the deep. Let us boil them in the black salty depths. Let us bake their bones in the thrashing beams of the great luminary. Sir Lord, Your Majesty, we live ( Read more... ) -
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"sometimes wood is all you get." im leaving the place. im happy to be here, but i have to leave. i have to go to work. the cigarette smoke that had never been unleashed is now playing a tune. now playing: cigarette smoke. NOW: CIGARETTE. i wipe a thick layer of sweat from my face. im reaching into my pocket and im feeling the nylon clinging ( Read more... ) -
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A child’s head hits the pavement. He cries. Tears flow from his eyes, he is legally blind for several minutes, it is hard for him to breath. He feels helpless and if there was something he could do he would definitely do it. But he is just a child and he is barely aware of what actually happened. So he just sits there are screams ( Read more... ) -
There is music, or at least a suggestion of music, buried beneath the supernatural roar of several hundred screaming middle aged Chinese men and women in a bar about the size of a small McDonalds franchise. Down at the floor level, at the level that mic
I’m entering a bar. Its full of yelling foreign people. I am in China. The Nation. I arrived here by plain about three hours ago. I can smell cigarette smoke, but that is saying very little because in China everyone smokes and you can smell it everywhere. In China your grandmother smokes and your father smokes and your mother and before he ( Read more... )
