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There I was, Bulletbull98, black stubble peppering my young face, blue eyes, and long black hair that gave the impression I was a heavy metal fan—soon to be the best streamer on the platform, I would make sure of it.
An account of a pivotal game of pool.
A banker is disturbed by visions of a murdered man and his killer. Then he is called for jury duty.
A man has to make a difficult decision.
When Squire Petrick's dying wife admits that their new born child is not his, he takes steps to see that the boy is disinherited - but soon begins to regret his decision.
A country boy arrives in the city - but is mistaken for a confidence trickster.
Lady Prowche has trouble putting together a guest list that will ensure her house party is argument-free.
Howling dogs, Hobbits, and bowl cut hair. What the heck is going on in the apartment downstairs?
A travelling salesman pays a visit on a not particularly busy young man. Contains strong language.
A game of Scrabble has serious consequences.
A semi-barbaric king devises a semi-barabaric (but entirely fair) method of criminal trial involving two doors, a beautiful lady and a very hungry tiger.
She returns to the kitchen and stops in her tracks.
“Now, where’d I put the pork?
He looked into her eyes. “Somehow, I feel as if this concert was more important than any of my other performances.”
When I was younger I fell in love with a performance artist. During these last decades, the interest in this particular performance art has drastically decreased.
Melissa believed the human race could be divided into two groups. Those who have an innate desire to explore, and those who are anchored to a specific place from birth until death.
It was Zach's idea to start a Beatles cover band in high school. Zach, you see, was a dead ringer for Paul McCartney.
“Jonah, are you with us?” Ms. Turner calls, her voice strained despite herself. She knows how hard it is for me. I know she’s trying. I know I’ve disappointed her. Again.
Husselbee cleared his throat, rapped on the glass, and told the woman in the green polo shirt he had murdered a man.
“No, we have something quite different in mind for you, Harding. Something much more critical to the war effort in the long term.
