Dimitri missed walking through the streets of Greece, letting the summer heat rake through his clothes, the wind flowing around him before heading off to flutter through the treetops. Iceland …
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The elevator shot up, shifted to the side some ways and exceeded thousands of feet in a mere minute. Yet Kristen barely felt it move or stumble. She suddenly felt …
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Fifty years from today, whenever today might be, the country bustles in a new era.
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The life George was living was the life Janine wanted because he loved her.
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I have an ugly name but a pretty face.
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Sure, the construction to make it work was an achievement to be praised. But it never should’ve been put towards something like this. Not something so destructive.
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If you must go, would you tuck me in and kiss me goodnight?
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The Interview
by Izzy Loveby Izzy LoveThe mind is a fascinating little device.
