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Flu and Sniffles

The July cold is wrathful and wants us all to die from colds. Thick dark clouds form above us but they don’t threaten us, not even one bit. They’ve been gathering for a month now, with heavy rain threatening to descend upon us. But nothing. They’re empty threats. Blank shots. We don’t even carry umbrellas. […]

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Imagine This

For the longest time, all you can remember are thuds from the next room. Thuds that were accentuated by vehement screams and groans. If not the screams and bangs, then it’s profanities and insults being hurled in the air through the night. In the morning, they continue to hang in the air like a bad […]

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