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I have been told, reliably, that young children in Eastern Europe no longer fear American Imperialism, nor do they fear the totalitarianism of Soviet-Style Communism. Instead, they fear the words of the American Poet, Theodore Kent.

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"You see, the problem with AI Large Language Models is that they repeat themselves, and sometimes even hallucinate" He spoke gently, as he repeated it to his Mother, Rose. He never knew how much got through to her, through the dementia, but she would always ask him to repeat himself...

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Most people are too polite to do anything but laugh or ignore you throwing Romans at the clubs. "At least I gave them something to talk about," Frank mused.

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"A true thing is hard to come by." Graffiti was rarely so insightful. Anyway, the message was fading to the grey of an overcast dusk, and a chill lived in the wind that the night seemed eager to deliver. Sam kept biking - he had a date with the town dam, and in 2042 eastern Tennessee, you showed up.

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The first stage of the industrial revolution lead to machines that were stronger than man; the second stage led to AI that was smarter than man. The third, and final stage, led to machines that were vastly more spiritual than man.

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"Not sure what else to tell ya, friendo. Law says you need more beer. Not my rules, I just enforce 'em. Gonna write you up. Have a nice day sir," the officer said, turning away from Sam.

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His wine didn't taste the same after she left it open in the fridge

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Dipping her toe into the creek hadn't helped. The purple stain kept spreading, slowly but noticeably. For the moment, curiosity and wonder delayed the onset of shock and panic.

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The scene would strike most as appalling and horrific, but to Ben it was just Sunday. This time, however, it was clear he'd need a knife that could cut muscle - across the grain.

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• 1y

Marlene broke the long silence: "I wanna know what happens when you take the penis away." A reply began to formulate in Peter's brain, and became real in his vocal chords: "Well,..."

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"God damn it Susan! Waiter, bring me back that plate of pesticide. I paid for it and I will eat it!"

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• 2y

Donald's ragged mid-length grey hair curled out from under his trucker hat. From across the parking lot, the midwinter sun reflected a dull gray sky in his sunglasses. His face betrayed a knowledge of the awful but necessary deed. What he didn't know was that I knew too.

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"I told him to keep his mouth shut! I swear!" Oscar shouted back at Anders with full-throated confidence. Anders and Everett shared a knowing glance, snapped their extendible batons into place, and approached.

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Gerald's hands were shaking - unusual. The film he held, undeveloped, was certain to put a target on his back.

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Mr. Moshe Salazar

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Thunder cracked out and down the valley. Rain wouldn't commence in Elizabethtown for another 10 minutes, but by that time Jesse would be finished with the night's work. "Two more to go," he thought, sharpening his knife for the next body.

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Theoooooooooodorr

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Laura Lee's glasses were in midair 12 inches from her face and increasing. The blow had taken her by complete surprise. This sort of thing on the 40-yard line used to result in a red card, but the game had evolved significantly in the past 25 years. (con't)

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Meanwhile, in the passenger seat, Paul hadn't been the same since the checkpoint 12 kilometers ago. At least that's what Martha perceived, but she knew better than to bring it up. "What is he up to now?" she thought, hammer down and 18 wheels on the way to San Bernardino.

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Up ahead on the freeway, John saw half of a mobile home passing another semi. "Oversized loads are usually the ones getting passed, not the ones passing," he thought. Within a minute he had caught up to the vinyl-wrapped load and was himself passing it. [continued]

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• 2y

A rusted, navy-colored gooseneck horse trailer lay overturned and at angle to the state highway. No dually to be seen. A nervous horse with a broken leg lay near the fenceline, exhausted. "Third time this year," the deputy uttered, the wind the only witness. She spat.

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• 2y

Max could pick out who was approaching on county road 82 a quarter-mile away. That's the way it was here - everyone knew most everyone else and what they drove, and would give a friendly wave. The next 10 seconds would, however, shake Max to the core - Tim didn't wave. (continued)

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I slide up to her at the bar. Exclusive club. She looks at me weird, and I tell her I'm an influencer. "Tik-Tok?" "No, Poal."

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"ROAD MAY FLOOD" was the text on the yellow road sign. Given the circumstances, it felt like irony to Kayla - the entire valley had flooded, much less the road. She could have boated to the highway rest stop a mile distant. Nobody had boats out here, though - the desert made fools out of boat owners

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Their conference room was sterile - glass walls and windows, grays and whites and blacks. The window shades were pulled halfway down to mitigate the afternoon sun. While Andrea prepared for the big meeting, her boss was railing Melissa 4 stories above.

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