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Weekly Contest #86
Nicholas Blair is many things that others wish they could be. Thirty-something, male, athletic, easy-on-the-eyes, intelligent. Nicholas Blair is many things that others don’t wish on themselves. Single, alone, childless, parentless, depressed. While these were all ways to describe Nicholas Blair, he is currently only described in one way, as Test Subject #1, and as far as Boreas Corporation is concerned, he would remain that for the duration of his testing. However, as far as Dr. Lucie Holder is concerned, Mr. Blair could be described ...
Weekly Contest #85
Having lived in Orlando since it was built, I figured it was finally time to check it out. I came out after work which meant that I made it just as the sun was starting to set. While I was hoping for a quick in-and-out operation to check it out, my regrets have grown as I have dealt with a two-hour-long line for a twenty-minute experience. Regardless, it is finally my turn and I plan to enjoy a bird’s eye of view of the city known as “The City Beautiful”. As I sit, I slide my small bookbag off my shoulders and place it on the bench seat ne...
Weekly Contest #83
A splash, a kick, and a cough. As my head breached the surface of the water, air-filled my lungs once again. Frustrated, I smacked my hands against the water. This primarily resulted in splashing water all over my face. Feeling as though the ocean had won again tonight, I slowly waded my way back to the shore and sat down on my towel just slightly above where the waves stopped. The towel, which had been there for a while, felt cool against my wet body making it feel that much colder. Tucking my legs up to my chest, I wrapped my arms around...
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