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Dog

The little dog was curious. What was that smell? It had no experience with it. Was it food? Maybe- but it didn’t smell like the food in the dish, the dry stale chunks that it learned was all it must … Continue reading

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Coffee

The coffee sat. Steam rose from its surface, he could still smell it where he lay on the floor. He was numb, except for a terrible tightness in his chest. Also he was paralyzed. At least, this is what he … Continue reading

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