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Apology

The Boards broke me. That much has been clear as my glasses. It may not look like they did, but it happened. The breakage wasn’t emotional or physical, it was literary. My sentences are terrible. My prose is weak. My plots are dull. My characters are thin. My style is dead, and it’s all because …

Lunch

The bell rang. It wasn’t really a “ring”, it was a sort of personalized bugle noise. Probably composed by the Music teacher. She had composed a lot of songs. More than 80% of these were prayers, and that’s why nobody really liked her. Pramod stood up and joined the rest of the students in a …

A Confession

12/105BIS Boulevard de Grenelle, Near St. Mont Piquet – Grenelle Station Paris, France June 11, 2021. Dear Commissariat de Police, I am John Dameron, and this is a confession. I was at the Eiffel Tower on the 31st of May. I was the one who killed most of your guards, and a few hundred innocent …