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Log #001 from Planet SpudPart I From the Author: It all began during a simple grocery shopping trip. While selecting potatoes from a bag, I stumbled upon this potato, which seemed not only because of its

The Signal at Kestrel Point — Chapter 5: Dead Low · a supernatural serial, a new chapter every three days. At three in the morning the sea is a different color. The Argo rode the black water with the engine

На невеликому клапиику майданчика, де росте молоднячок соснячок з кількох деревець, а ні - правильніше сказати ДЕкількох, я вже вам розповідала про них раніше, ми там успішно всім двором з сусідами збираємо

En el mundo de las pastillas, hay una que a las otras domina, es la reina y la más querida la que a todos cuida. Una mañana se va, quiere a otras pastillas dar un hogar, pero, aparece alguien más, una

EVERY Monday morning, all work units under the Government of the Republic of Indonesia are required to hold a flag ceremony. This applies from central institutions down to regional ones, including those

“No, man, not another loan – I need you to come do some work with Team No Sleep and get some non-debt cash ...”

Relato. / Story.

.. #Horizontendendes .. So , ein Sonntagendes , und das #Es hat´s wieder mit der KatastrophenstÏmmung ? Der Grund dürfte darin liegen , dass #Es #Sich hinreißen ließ ´Rum zu kommentieren , aus unerfindlichen

Trabajar en una oficina tiene sus rutinas: el mate que se comparte, el teléfono que no para de sonar, la ventana que siempre está cerrada por el aire acondicionado. Hasta que, en un rincón del patio, la

"Sir, it was your younger brother who collected it. He said you told her to come for it." The young lady who was behind the wooden counter held up the small white envelope, and I looked at it

I'm being harrassed by a ghost

Hi, guys! I’ve decided to let myself catch my breath and get some proper rest today so I can try starting fresh with maximum productivity next week. Of course, I’m still not at all sure I’ll actually succeed,

Photography, Life, Reflexion, Travel

Hello,my friends! New story of Svinni the pig and co. right now! A full moon. The bloated moon peers sheepishly through a veil of black clouds driven by a cold, biting wind from the north. Gusts of gale-force

(Versión en español más abajo). A colleague recommended a video to me just to "pass the time." Naively, I thought: well, it’ll probably be short. Wrong. It turned out to be a story spanning over

Una gansa llega a la ciudad y entra a una casa, que sola está sube al escritorio sin preguntar y revisa lo que ahí hay. Toma una hoja escrita, grande y bonita, se la lleva con prisa, seguro quiere leer

There is something about street cats that makes me pay attention to the small details of their lives. Maybe it is the way they look at us from a distance, their constant alertness, or that particular mixture

In a peaceful mountain village, streams of water flowed between the rocks, making a soft sound like the gentle footsteps of a toddler. Colorful birds glided through the air, refreshed by the crisp spring

ENGLISH SUMMARY: My name is Hiosvani Gómez Labrada. I'm 43, from Cuba, and I've been on dialysis since I was 16. My mother gave me a kidney in 2001 — it lasted 6 years. A second transplant in 2007 ruptured

“I no longer allow myself to get so angry about Politician A or B. That isn't my hyena to be aligned with.”