“Will?”
“Yes, Emily?”
“That apron?”
“Yeah?”
“It…um…it doesn’t close all the way
in back.”
“You were looking, eh? Guess that makes us even.”
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I have been thinking a lot about the pending AI Fiction Apocalypse.
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I am a part-owner of the US capitol, as are most of the people reading this post. I am pissed right now, because a gang of thugs and morons... -
The position of the sun remained unchanged as Will and his companion― Buddy, Will had named him in a fit of giddy, flight-induced madness―d...
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