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Adrinne from Pixel.com by Erik Cederblom As our convoy of heavy vehicles rumbled along the narrow highway north of Saigon,
Adrinne from Pixel.com by Erik Cederblom As our convoy of heavy vehicles rumbled along the narrow highway north of Saigon,
Photo by Lucas Carlini by Meg Pokrass Part One: First time I met the famous monster hunter I was thinking
Photo by Freepik by Andrew Bertaina He had always loved academia or at the very least, the idea of academia.
Photo by Jade B. on Unsplash by Sandra Anfang The summer had started out well enough, he thought. That was months before he
by Ben Drevlow Yesterday I had to explain to this woman at workshop why my fictional wife would’ve ever married
Photo by Hardini Lestari on Unsplash by Abe Mezrich They named him The Businessman, because of the suit but also because of his
Photo by Roberto Reposo on Unsplash by Patricia Bidar If I could travel back with you in time, we’d stand side by side
Photo by Roberto Reposo on Unsplash by Zvi A. Sesling Long nights like knives cut deep and you wake up next to someone whose
by Robert Scotellaro My uncle Joe spent time in a submarine under the polar icecaps, knew the value of vistas. Would,
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