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Snippet no. 56

It was a soul-penetrating fog that conjured a constellation of nightmares.

Snippet no. 52

As he walked past the pair of shoes–one casually draped over a post, the other tread up on the sidewalk–the memory of evening shenanigans rushed to his immediate thoughts.

Snippet no. 15

Don’t count your blessings until they’re cursed.

Snippet no. 12

The vibration of technology had become the theme song of this generation.

Snippet the ninth

When the door to the freezer was shut it expressed a ghastly howl as though there was a blizzard raging away inside it, unseen.

Snippet the third

It was yellow, the color of the sun, the taste of a mango, and the smell of a lily.

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