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Story by Adam Casalino I begrudgingly stepped into the subway car. It smelled—bad. A homeless person had spent the night on one of the benches. Most of the idiots in the car stayed at the other end. The train lurched forward and I grabbed onto the bar so I wouldn’t…
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Story by Adam Casalino The craft touched down on pale soil. It sunk a little in the uncertain ground. They powered down and two me stepped out. Through their oxygen masks they looked out at their new surroundings. Slowly they took their first steps toward the alien settlement. Jefferson, the…
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Story by Adam Casalino Once upon a time there lived a boy named Andrew. He lived on the outskirts of a small village with his mother and father. His father was a woodsman and spent each day providing for his family from the spoils of the forest. His mother stayed…