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The night was cold, I was on my way home.
Hungry, my intestines screamed, it was tearing up my internal frame. My stomach growled.
I needed eggs.
I walked to Sammy's grocery store, never liked that guy, Sammy. He was sociable, but I didn't see him that way, I didn't even look at him. I never did.
The store was small, I wouldn't care that much now that I'm starving, but it was oddly small. Looked like a front, little cathouse in the back? Don't think so.
I grabbed a dozen of white eggs, and a canned mushroom. Sammy was over by his fortress, bats, monitors, cameras. The guy had a phobia, he feared those amateur hoodlums. I'd gut them slo
She decided a young woman like her had no business being imperfect. Impurities had to be expelled from her life, no matter the cost. A universal remover promised to be her savior. It lived up to its commercials, doing away with the stains that disgraced her floor and some of the walls.
Would domestic hygiene free her from being flawed? Doubtful. This product guaranteed to exterminate any kind of filth. Could it go beyond the material things? She rubbed the substance on her forehead, and conjured as many negative thoughts as possible. They were recalled, only to vanish from memory a second after.
Satisfied? Not quite. Even the good recollect
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