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My wife died 12 years ago and I have devoted my life to raising my 16 year old daughter, Ashley.

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The hash of radio-frequency noise emanating from the bar is deafening.

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Alice's parents had organized an end of season BBQ to celebrate the all the hard work the committee had put in over the months.

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That is, I promised that I would not hit a boy who took some liberty with me such as snapping my bra or patting my butt as I walked by.

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CrexCrex - A little "work in progress" inspired by a recent train journey down from Northern England, let me know if it has the wheels to run!

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Portions of this book originally appeared in Asimov's SF Magazine as follows:



Is it business or pleasure?



The damage so far is six illegal abortions and fourteen lawsuits.



Annette from Arianespace drops out of marketing zombiehood with a shudder of relief and, duty discharged, reverts to her non corporate identity:



She was single and forty and lived alone in a comfortable house in a large city.



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