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Weekly Contest #310
I don’t remember when I first saw you. For me, you were always there: wrapped in a hoodie, dark circles under your eyes, fingers flying over the keyboard.Your small room is dark, curtains drawn. Only the blue glow on your face is a beacon in the night. You stare at the screen, re-reading the caption for the tenth time, checking if it reads well, if there are any typos. I know there aren’t. You study the image again. You spent so much time tweaking the model, making sure the results weren’t too weird, but also not too perfect. I know it looks...
Weekly Contest #294
The dark skeletons of skyscrapers stretched into the twilight sky. I trudged along an empty street, my feet dragging through the damp sand, leaving deep grooves behind me. How long had I been here? I couldn’t tell. The overcast horizon was slowly growing lighter, the mist thinning with each passing moment. The street seemed familiar to me, but any landmarks that might have been here before were completely effaced now. Everything around me was falling apart, disintegrating into sand that covered every inch of the ground. Suddenly, a soft, fa...
Weekly Contest #293
I stumbled along the narrow aisle, crammed into a line of fellow passengers shuffling toward their seats. Up ahead, a man was struggling to fit his oversized carry-on into an overhead compartment. He grunted in frustration as I squeezed past him, muttering an apology. I shoved my bag next to his and slid into row 17.Middle seat. Just my luck. At least I could hope the aisle seat would stay empty.The window seat was occupied by an elderly lady. She looked like a character from an old storybook: her slate-steel hair twisted into a neat bun, a ...
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Summer Vlog – Part 1Uploaded June 20th, 2024Video transcript: Hey, guys! Cassy here! Today is the first day of my songwriting retreat. I’ve just arrived at the cabin, and absolutely love it! I’m so excited to bring you along on this summer journey with me! This cabin is exactly what I need—a quiet little place to write some new songs and finally finish the ones I started during our tour. And you guys, just look at this place! There’s a forest, there’s a lake, and there’s literally nobody else for miles! Well, maybe more like a few hundred m...
Weekly Contest #290
The lab smelled of antiseptic and something sweet, something vaguely familiar, though he could never quite place it. At this late hour, the Reconditioning Center was quiet, all procedures for the day done. Only a few technicians remained in the building, still tending to their routine tasks. Anton was alone in the room, and that was when he was most efficient. No distractions—just spotless steel, order, and precision. Rows of vials sat neatly in a tube holder on the table, each labeled with a barcode and extraction date. No names. No histori...
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