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The Execution of Coughing Emmet

"If we allow him to keep breathing the same air as all of us, we'll all catch the coronavirus before our next coffee break,"...

Eloise and Her Mattress

Eloise set her frying pan down after the seventh round of scrubbing the morning's burnt breakfast off of it. The water kept running, but...

The Mist on Our Side

We couldn't pierce the morning mist, even with Missy's high-powered LED flashlight. She said perhaps it's worthless during the daytime. We trudged along the...

Troy’s Empty Slumber

every morning the sharp dawn rays pierced the end of a lonely night ended another empty slumber troy's meringue sheets emerged soaked and he was relieved that the...

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