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Oblivion

Oblivion

            That frigid morning rang out bright and dutiful as the two boys tramped the snow-covered

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            That frigid morning rang out bright and dutiful as the two boys tramped the snow-covered

The One

The One

“No offense, but who comin’ to you for surgery? Your hands shakin’ like a motherfucker.” Her

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“No offense, but who comin’ to you for surgery? Your hands shakin’ like a motherfucker.” Her