“None whatever,” I said, and the two withdrew to the bar, where I presume the debt was liquidated. This little adventure woke bright hopes
But bye and bye, as she stared ahead into the black chasm with a beating heart, she began to dimly see the form of the horse Jim–his head up in the air, his ears erect and his long legs sprawling in every direction as he tumbled through space
Also, turning her head, she found that she could see the boy beside her, who had until now remained as still and silent as she herself
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Dorothy sighed and commenced to breathe easier
She began to realize that death was not in store for her, after all, but that she had merely started upon another adventure, which promised to be just as queer and unusual as were those she had before encountered
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in my fellow-travellers, who thought they had now come to a country where situations went a- begging.
But I am not so sure that the offer was in good faith. Indeed, I am more than half persuaded it was but
This is an actual bit of spam mail I received. I like it. It's kind of like a story. The only spamy portion is the line that says “vocuodin” etc. It was a link to some website. Otherwise, it's just this nice little bit of prose. I suppose that's how they get past your filters. Clever buggars. Except for the part where they can't spell
September 1, 2004
Categories: Dear Diary, I'm Working . . Author: Baxter . Comments: Leave a comment
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