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6 days ago

Redundant Redundant -Good evening- -Good evening- -Sir, we're about to close- -Yes, excuse me, I'm almost finis

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Cookies Cookies The excessive decorations in the cafeteria reminded me of my student days at the Faculty of Design and Fine Arts. For the

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Listones morados. Si me quieres sigueme. Capitulo 4 Purple ribbons Purple ribbons hang in the church, an angel has fallen, a white wing not a trace of sainthood remains only scat

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5 days ago

Cristina Faltaba un cuarto para las cinco de la mañana, el grupo de amigos habían quedado de reunirse en casa de Cristina para ir al río.

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5 months ago

THE UNYIELDING DREAM Tom had always been consumed by his passion for art. For 22 years, he poured every waking moment into honing his craft, driven by an insatiable desire to become the greatest…

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9 months ago

.LIFE IS A TWIST. Hello and welcome to my blog. Modupe is one of the children in the neighbourhood i lived about fifteen years ago. Unlike other children, MD as we call her, was a smart and…

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9 months ago

Cont’d- The Last Echo of the Old World The melody continued its delicate dance in the stillness of the library, each note a tiny, shimmering jewel unearthed from a forgotten treasure chest. Elara traced the intricate…

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about 1 year ago

La venganza del arlequín- Ilustra con palabras - Contest No 2 (ES/EN) Saludos, Hivers. Hoy les traigo mi entrada al concurso que promociona @soloescribe, Ilustra con palabras . Pasen por su post y vean las bases para concursar. Espero que les…

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about 1 year ago

IN THE SHADOW OF DEPARTURE The crisp khaki uniform arranged on my bed , a stark contrast to the worn jeans and faded band t-shirts I'd lived in for the past few years. My p

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over 1 year ago

Forgotten - Short Story (Fiction) "Has it really been ten years?" Aaron murmured, squinting up at the old lighthouse, its paint long peeled by salt and storm. His sister, June, who had barely spoken since they…

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