Tag: Imagination
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Just Being Tomanova
Hi. I’m Tomanova. I’m sitting here, well, reclining actually, in my chaise longue. I don’t need to do anything else. I just sit here and be. I ooze. I drape. I put the oo in swoon. Well, you do when in my presence, truth be told. I pretend not to notice. Please try to control…
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The Superhero Diaries: Special: Come the Heroes
I haven’t posted about the Elite Force of Britain for a while, but they are still there, working hard at being superheroes. Over on Splodge and Splatter, I posted the original to the above image yesterday, but just thought I’d post a quick who’s who. It’s only about ten years too late – and not…
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Foreigners: 3
He watched as the waiter handed the woman a menu. She stood and followed the waiter over to her table. He decided it was now time for him to go home. She pointed to the photo of the ‘Best Burger This Side Of The Milky Way’. He glanced around the room one more time before…
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Foreigners: 2
She walked into the room, slightly behind a male and female colleague. He watched from his place at the bar. She tripped over a curled corner of a rug, stumbling slightly. He smiled. She noticed a security camera and posed elegantly, briefly. He observed the trio as they made their way to an empty table.…
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Foreigners
He sat, alone, at the bar. She walked in, with a couple of friends, oblivious. He watched as she tripped over the carpet. She smiled at her friends and carried on regardless. He admired her pose. She carefully glanced around the room. He looked at the clock, ready to go home. She sat beside him,…
The Mansionic Perspective 