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Weekly Contest #86
Usually several souls at a time would populate the shop when the weather was foul. The day before, it was sunny, the first day of spring. The whole week in fact, had been sunny, and the forecast for the weekend was rain. The rain had come. Typically the signs of spring, along with rain meant an onslaught of customers. Yet, consumer behavior had become near unpredictable since the pandemic of 2020. What was once routine trends of business had become a graph of unpatterned spikes and plateaus. The mix of grey and rain made ...
Weekly Contest #85
The townhomes and ground of her big little world rumbled as she turned the corner towards the subway station. For a moment her heart sank in both the immensity of the artificial earthquake, as well as the anxious terror of possibly missing the train. She attempted to peer around the corner of the overhead railway, but could not tell from which direction the transport was coming or going. In her scrubs with a grandchild by each side, they ensued a charge like soldiers entering battle, hopping over small, ancient sidewalk craters which ...
Weekly Contest #84
“What if you had it all / But nobody to call? Maybe then you'd know…” SMACK. A drowsy hand fell like Wile E. Coyote’s ever-failing anvil trap attempting to quench the Roadrunner; or in this case, a morning Spotify playlist alarm singing from the slumberer’s cracked iPhone 11 Pro Max. The device, her alarm clock for the past 5 years now. Ever since her grandmother’s passing, every morning began with music. It is what she would have wanted. However, the only songs that seemed to matter were the one’s about feeling alone. Every morning, a play...
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