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Maggie watched the man almost run from the laundry room. She was utterly confused. There was no way he could have known about her dream, even if he acted like he had. As she finished tossing her laundry in the basket, she tried to figure out what she could have done to make the man scurry away.
Kate opened the package. She expected her latest paperback book order, but instead she found an antique book, carefully wrapped in paper and cloth, both crumbling a little at her touch. She turned back the package, wondering where the book had come from. Her little book store specialized in genre fiction, the kind of paperbacks people took on planes and to the beach. She didn’t deal in old books. The package bore her name and address on a handwritten label. The return address label was illegible in both handwriting and being half covered with stamps and notations from the post office. This package had seen some adventures getting to her.
By the sixth hour of the conference, Sharon was bored to tears. She hated being sent to these things, all the attempts to one up each other and endless gossip… Did you hear where he ended up? She didn’t get tenure after all. Left the profession entirely… Well you know some people just aren’t cut out for academia…
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Last night, I went to a dungeon. I reconnected with a previous partner, and I had a thoroughly good time. Before I left, I flipped up my dress and took a picture. Here’s a glimpse under the little black dress I wore.