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I get the requests everyday.

Oh Theo, you make me so Horney, me Love you Long Time, Me Daughter of Chinese Mining Billionaire, Write me Love Poem for Wedding and Father Pay you Big Time Dowry

And I have to say no.

Wow Theo, that certainly is a great Sci-Fi concept you wrote about. Would you like to expand it into a more faceted universe, something that might have potential for an initial series, with spin-off options?

And I have to say no.

Dayyyyum Theo, that was the hottest Interracial Furry Erotica I ever read. You want to write for my studio?

And I have to say no.

There will never be any redeeming quality towards any human that writes for money.

They are simply whores.

They are attempting to sell their thoughts to you.

There is no monetary transaction between us.

It is just something that you will read.

And then,

You'll think about it.

And It'll be worse than anything you paid for.

I get the requests everyday. >Oh Theo, you make me so Horney, me Love you Long Time, Me Daughter of Chinese Mining Billionaire, Write me Love Poem for Wedding and Father Pay you Big Time Dowry And I have to say no. >Wow Theo, that certainly is a great Sci-Fi concept you wrote about. Would you like to expand it into a more faceted universe, something that might have potential for an initial series, with spin-off options? And I have to say no. >Dayyyyum Theo, that was the hottest Interracial Furry Erotica I ever read. You want to write for my studio? And I have to say no. There will never be any redeeming quality towards any human that writes for money. They are simply whores. They are attempting to sell their thoughts to you. There is no monetary transaction between us. It is just something that you will read. And then, You'll think about it. And It'll be worse than anything you paid for.

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Write the part 2 of the story faggot

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Give me one good, original prompt, and I will write part two.

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Today began much like every day previously, but all similarity to previous days came to an end quite quickly.

After waking, I progressed through my usual morning routine in preparation for the day, just as I have done every day prior. This is when the first strange occurrence happened.

As I finished up with my morning tasks and prepared to step through my door, I realized I still had twelve minutes remaining before I should have been ready to step through the door.

I had awoken at the exact time that I do every day. Having awoke earlier than I ever have in the past wasn't the cause of the extra twelve minutes.

As it is physically not possible for me to have done things quicker than I should have been able to do them, that wasn't the source of the extra time. Having twelve minutes still before I was supposed to be ready to head out meant I must have skipped a step and not done something today for the first time ever. While unlikely, it was still possible.

I quickly checked to ensure I didn't somehow skip any part of my normal routine, but I found that everything was done perfectly. Despite knowing what I would find, I also checked that everything also took the same amount of time to perform as every day prior. It did, as expected.

There were just twelve extra minutes in the morning.

How could that be possible? What could possibly explain this? I would need to ask others if they also experienced this and, if so, what the cause of it could be. I then ventured out beyond my door 12 minutes earlier than I have ever done before.

After taking a moment to breathe in the wonderful, morning air, just as I have done every day prior, I raised my head and peered up at the ocean above me. I was ready to marvel at the beauty of the way the sunlight filtered through the water this early in the day and how the refracted light danced upon every surface, as I do every morning. However, today, something seemed...off. Today, something was different up there.

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Original. Good? Humourous maybe.

A man with prosopagnosia falling in love at first sight with a Russian woman across a busy train station.

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He wasn't regarded as most capable of man in town, nor the most desirable. When it comes to reliability, Jack Canfarm is outstanding in his field.