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I thought I was ready.

“I was on the precipice, looking down.”

Internal count of five. A long five.

“I was on the precipice, looking

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Unable to afford a robot babysitter, she lets him use the storytelling AI with no time limit while she has the evening shift at the crystal ballroom. It’s far

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“You’ve got some more requests,” her husband told her, ten slips of mismatched paper arranged fan-like in his hand.

“Oh, really?” She sounded peeved, put-upon,

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Just then Elaine awoke.

She could feel the imprint of the pattern of the aeroplane seat on her cheek. She must have been asleep for some time. The plane was on

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It was a glorious spring day. The birds were singing, the sun was shining, and Stanley was enjoying a lovely stroll around his garden before his wife, Iris, would

By Wes Parish

April 9 202X

My father on his deathbed had laid on me a solemn charge, to visit Yad Vashem in Jerusalem, to pay my respects to his maternal grandmother's family,

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Today was the day. It was a perfectly clear and sunny day, with a tender breeze blowing, the kind of weather that makes you think of picnics and flying

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When Jack Manley materialised via warp beam on the Aspirant's Hope, the air was thick with the smell of death and molecular disintegration. A silver bird

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Bio: Can’t say what I do. It is too important to be noised about.

The new catalogue of Avatar Books just online makes available what we

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