A CURIOUS COMING OF AGE_Allison and the Algorithm_The Gods Don't Like Their Parties Crashed._May
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A CURIOUS COMING OF AGE
A CURIOUS COMING OF AGEEdward worked at the auction house every other Saturday during the era of Prohibition.His son, Bill, also worked at the auction house as a loading man. He wanted to help with the house expenses while he finished his schooling.As a committed young man with developed muscles, he was easily the next new hire.Bill’s responsibilities were to load the trucks and cars with the purchased merchandise. One’s speed and dexterity were a big influence on the rewards that would be earned via the tips. The more customers that were helped meant more tips that would be earned. The more m...
Allwww.onedoor.ccison and the Algorithm
With the swift flick of my calloused finger gliding across the screen, I push away one half-watched video and pull the next into view. Hours pass, bringing fun facts— Did you know that Australia is wider than the moon?— and convoluted jokes that would take far too much explaining. I watch my “mutuals,” (accounts that I follow that follow me as well) dancing and acting to the voices of others. I don’t know what most of them even sound like, yet according to the algorithm, we are friends.I don’t know how I ended up with twenty-three thousand followers on this app. Nobody who knows me in real li...
The Gods Don't Like Their Parties Crashed.
Every year the Greek god, Zeus threw one of the biggest parties of the year and Lucy planned to crash it. Her social adviser decided, not her, it was time she came out of hiding. He said the party was the perfect occasion. She didn't trust him, while her guardian, Teagan Moore did. Butting heads with her guardian's gut instincts seemed like a bad omen. The man only showed up when he wanted, and it rubbed her the wrong way. Her guts screamed spy! His other advice...get married at age sixteen. For protection. It was the 21st century! But… She spent the last four years in fear, hiding from tho...
May and June
“Are you coming tonight?” A cup of deliciously smelling coffee is placed in front of me as soon as I set foot in the kitchen. No good morning, straight to the point. I’m not complaining, though, as I gladly accept my sister’s token of kindness. She knows perfectly well that I can’t properly function without caffeine running in my system. Especially this early. I mean, it’s still dark outside, even though the clock clearly says it’s past my usual breakfast time. Then, again, it makes sense since the weather lady in the background is announcing rain for the entire day. The dark menacing cloud...