Category: Confusion
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Spring Time
The bike was whole again. Alex had spent all day taking it apart, tinkering, cleaning, polishing, and buffing, and eventually put it back together. He was meticulous with every single detail. Apart from, that is, one spring he’d left out. He was baffled. How had he missed it, and where was it from? Regardless, he…
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Selected Resources
“Come with me!” ordered the supervisor. James, unsure of what he had done, stood and followed obediently. Unspeaking, the supervisor led James through a maze of gradually darkening corridors, eventually stopping at a set of double doors. ‘Human Resources’ advised the brass plaque. The supervisor rapped on the door, and a muffled “Enter!” was heard…
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Down in the garden
Georgia heard the loud squeak from the gate at the bottom of the garden. It only ever squeaked when it was closed, never when it opened, so she knew somebody was there. She was expecting a parcel to be delivered, and threw open the front door with gusto. There was nothing and nobody there. She…
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The Second Joy of Spam.
Yesterday, I did threaten a follow-up post. This is it. I’m still being sent into the spam folders of various blogs, so rather than being catapulted out into the realms of the outer blogosphere, I’m using my latest posts to try to get a message through to the blogs I follow to see if they…
The Mansionic Perspective 