Chapter 2 There was that familiar stillness in the room.  That stillness, which only she can recognize; no sound except that monotonous...

I just lost my manuscript of 17 chapters (my months of labor and research). This chapter, which I sent to my own e-mail, is the only piece ...

He counted the men with powerful tools and concluded that they are almost as many as the thirty armed uniforms that came to assist them. T...

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He did good. The church will give eighty percent of its tithes and offerings to the Golden Pyramid. Given the vast followers of the fellow...

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(This is not exclusively mine. This is an inspired literary activity (some friends call it "one-liner") done by several individua...