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My stories

Day 22

Martaro *starflower*: Hey hey GardenGnome: Hi *starflower*: You've not been online for a bit. How's you GardenGnome: Good. Just been busy with work. *starflower*: Work eh? Shifty¦:P

Black Diamond Heavies

Sent from the richest mad professor Mafia boss. Truly, the geek inherited. He rules in silk bespoke lab coat, commands his robot bully boys to yoink information, whatever the equivalent of the Bruce Partington Papers is
Cherry

1001 Nights Now

Atop my blue-biroed Christmas list, one wish in green ink, drizzled from my favourite, least-used space pen. Please bend the frames of days. Give me enough time to handwalk a marathon, string together

Day 21

Pila I wake up from a doze in some downtown café, and begin to check myself over for missing money. In between showers, I stole out of the house and found myself painted into this corner when they began again ' the nearest point to hand en route to the nicer districts. Nothing is gone, thank goodness. I settle up and go.

Day 20

I ave cheated here a little in terms of word count, by including, as was suggested by ABC-ers a couple times, Lacrimophilia as part of my novel. You're not meant to include pre-written stuff, but since I've given up trying to hit the word count for the month anyway, I think it is OK to put in a story that naturally popped up.

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