Job orci luctus version 8
Beach-combing replaced wine tasting as his new obsession.
She didn’t like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he just stared at her and watched her meltdown without saying a word.
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copy: She didn't like the food. She never did. She made the usual complaints and started the tantrum he knew was coming. But this time was different. Instead of trying to placate her and her unreasonable demands, he _just_ stared at her and watched her meltdown without *saying* a word.
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title: Beach-combing replaced wine tasting as his new obsession.
At that moment I was the most fearsome weasel in the entire swamp.
He had three simple rules by which he lived. The first was to never eat blue food. There was nothing in nature that was edible that was blue. People often asked about blueberries, but everyone knows those are actually purple. He understood it was one of the stranger rules to live by, but it had served him well thus far in the 50+ years of his life.
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copy: He had *three* simple rules by which he lived. The first was to **never** eat _blue_ food. There was nothing in nature that was edible that was blue. People often asked about **blueberries,** but everyone knows those are actually purple. He understood it was one of the stranger rules to live by, but it had served him well thus far in the 50+ years of his life.
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He had a hidden stash underneath the floorboards in the back room of the house.
He had done everything right. There had been no mistakes throughout the entire process. It had been perfection and he knew it without a doubt, but the results still stared back at him with the fact that he had lost.
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copy: He had done everything right. There had been no mistakes throughout the entire process. It had been perfection and he *knew* it **without** a doubt, but the results still stared back at him with the fact that he had lost.
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title: He had a hidden stash underneath the floorboards in the back room of the house.
Abstraction is often one floor above you.
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copy: Abstraction is often one floor above you.
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