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The Bikini Barista
“Hey, Simone,” I said. “Sorry I’m late.” I blew my nose in the tissue and sat in the chair. “Hi, Reed. It’s good to see you again! Looks as if you’re under the weather?” I stuffed the used tissue into my jean pocket. “Yeah, can’t shake this head cold. Isn’t COVID or RSV; I got my test results back this morning. It’s just the damn flu.” Simone smiled empathetically. “Still feel up for it today? We could always reschedule?” “Nah, nah,” I said, waving her off. “I’m good. Let’s get going.” “Well,” Simone offered, “we could start with work?” “Ugh,” I groaned, itching the back of my neck. I routine...
Tinkering
1957Danzer felt a frisson of humility as he strode through the cavernous dining hall. It was an unpleasant sensation for the American wunderkind.The Augustiner Keller was a dazzling paradox -- raw masonry arched over elegant banquettes and the finest white linens. The last of Vienna's ancient monastery cellars, the grand “basement” had survived der Fuhrer and his Nationalsozialistische Deutsche Arbeiterpartei, the communists, and a quadripartite postwar occupation that had ended only last year with the Austrian State Treaty.Danzer spotted the aging man in the utilitarian tweed suit and signatu...
Twyla and the Aliens
The flash of the overhead lights caught Twyla’s attention. “The show will be starting in ten minutes, folks. So, please begin making your way to your seats.” The announcer said through the speaker system. Twyla Watson stood watching as people began to file in. To make it seem as if she wasn’t scoping out the room, Twyla adjusted thewww.onedoor.cc watch on her wrist. Feeling uneasy, she looked around. There was a group of people ahead of her. She saw three humans. The rest were Eldra, Snakeling, and Felynx. The sight of her mother running towards her, startled her. She had never seen her run before. Her...