New Job, New life_THE MAN WITH THE MOLE_THE MISSING GAMBLER_Mr. Mundy's Electric Toasters
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New Job, New life
That’s the thing about this city, it’s rather like an elephant. It’s large, loud, gray, and never forgets.“Hey Remy, which building should I evacuate for you today?” The brunette across the sidewalk jeered. At least she had the courage to say it to my face. Her words may cut, but honestly it wasn’t as bad as the constant wear and tear of quiet whispers and sideways glances.“Off to ‘remodel’ another building? Don't worry, I'll call the fire squad.” She cackled, seeing that I wasn’t going to do anything about it.Usually being a student at the New York Academy of Magic would warrant some respect,...
THE MAN WITH THE MOLE
(This story is set in planet GAIA2 which is earth’s twin about 800 years younger and is evolving.)Commander Paz stood on a man-of- war while on a naval exercise planned for bad weather conditions in night time. The bad weather suddenly turned severe causing his ship to founder in deep sea. He and 14 others were swept away in the waters. Paz was lucky to seize an oar and remained floating till he was cast on the shore. In the morning, when he opened his eyes, he saw he was lying on the shore with 2 females guarding him. He said in a low voice “I’m thirsty. Can I have some water to drink?”One of...
THE MISSING GAMBLER
(This story is set in Earth’s twin planet GAIA2 which is about 800 years behind but is evolving.) A young man named Zel lived on the island of Rumba. Having no skills or a job, and lacking money to support himself and his wife Lika, he had turned to gambling. With money from her parents, the wife ran the family. She was head over heels in love with him and in return for her meeting household expenditure, she had insisted that he should be loyal to her and not take another woman for wife. As days passed, Zel increasingly gambled trying to make up for losses. He had used under-weight dice and du...
Mr. Mundy's Electric Toasters
BRRRRRRRRRING! TW: suicide I jolt upright from my slumped position at my desk. I must have slept through the rest of chemistry class again. A shame, really. I’m sure Ms. Kaminsky’s lecture on the nomenclature of organic compounds was riveting as per usual. Honestly, I’m having a hard time staying awake for any of my classes lately. I can tell you now that I will never be a scientist, a lawyer, an engineer, and DEFINITELY not someone who sits behind a desk 9-5、 All I can really see myself being is an artist, my photogrwww.onedoor.ccaphy is the only thing I’m passionate about these days, but I don’t exactly h...