Category: Work
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Wordle: Washday
It was the final straw. Clothes strewn across the floor. Laundry basket upside down, Socks writhed around the dressing gown, Inside out tie dye shirts And a major darks with lights alert. Sunday bests with overalls Deplorable… and that’s not all… A new washing powder yet to try Spring-fresh something with wild rye And conditioner…
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The Superhero Diaries 3.3: Laundry Matters
Charles T. Hemingway and Sons (Quality Tailors; Quality Cleaners) provide an exemplary and discreet service to the modern superhero; a need – nay, a must – in this day and age. Every month, they provide a detailed email to the Elite Force of Britain, a team of exemplary and not-so discreet superheroes who defend this…
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Do I know you?
Several years – perhaps decades – ago, in a job a whole universe away from what I do now, where I used to work as part of a team of eight, I experienced something strange; and also rather frightening. This particular day, there were only seven of us on duty, as the eighth person, Sharon…
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The Lady in Red
Muriel wasn’t very good with names. She knew names. Just not where they should be. Words she loved. Words. And books. She worked the late shift at the library. In the archives, with all the ancient tomes. Ancient words. Ancient smells. She didn’t like the work, but she liked the words. And the sneaky opportunities…
The Mansionic Perspective 