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PART II: Everyone has their routine Sounds of city ambience settled around us as she and I gallivanted past the old, Victorian-era terraces in the centre of the city. There were some teenagers nearby eating greasy fast food. We contemplated whether or not to start harassing them, but instead opted to fling lurid jokes at…
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I took a sip of my beer. ‘So! What do you do?’ I said, deciding to open-up a conversation with the reincarnation of my dead schoolmate. He began to answer, and as he did so, a hot agony began to slowly accumulate within my gut. I noticed that it was nearly impossible to register anything…
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Fourteen two. Encounter
Charles had the presence of a small-town schizophrenic. At nine p.m. he jumbo-jetted through the bar’s entrance, touching down next to me. The atmosphere shifted, as if Ted Bundy had stumbled into a slumber party. Everyone gave Charles a look. I tried not to. He was agitated, his firecracker limbs reacting to every stimulus. ‘Drink?’…
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