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Weekly Contest #363
Hey Grok, What all can you really do? I’ve got some things I could use a hand figuring out and this guy, Bobby, at work says you’re pretty nice with it. So, how does this whole thing work? Should I split up the different things into a bunch of different messages or can I just go down the line? I guess I’ll just send the whole cow and you can figure out how to butcher it up. First thing is, I hate my god damn job grok. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do about it. I saw some Tik Tok shit about how these kids have made this like little farm ...
Weekly Contest #362
The flame was performing. One moment it would shrink down to its most vulnerable, introverted self. The next a small wind would sneak in, swirl around the walls of the cave and the flame would step out, unafraid and bold. It would take the cave on as its Salsa partner. Buried minerals would sparkle back in applause. This trip was Benny’s first time around a live flame. He thought back to the holographic ones back home and how they were doomed to dance alone. He was envious of his Great Grandfather. Benny’s home was calculated. It had no roo...
Weekly Contest #361
Summer hasn’t meant much to me in a while. Yeah, it's hotter. The days are longer. I like that. But a beach trip once meant just that, a trip to the beach. Now it means four separate trips to the rental car. Umbrellas, chairs, towels, a volleyball net, no volleyball and the cooler we overpacked and can’t lift. Half of it exists only to collect sand. Enough to create our own private beach in the back of the rental while packing up. I didn’t realize there would be a last real summer. But if I’d known, I’d be alright with it being this one. I ...
Weekly Contest #356
What is this extra second? The cadence is off. Usually it’s a good one Mississippi, two Mississ, three Mis, release. But you didn’t. And I didn’t because you didn’t. Par for the course, you lead, I follow. These are full Mississippi’s. I remember a couple of other full Mississippi’s. But not in this context. There was that time in Florence. I’d never travelled solo before. I didn’t tell anyone that I was. I didn’t think I needed to. It was only for two days. And half of it was travel time. I landed in Rome. Staying for the night and hoppin...
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