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Submitted to Contest #60
It was a new day. I hastened to grab my supplies. Lead-lined hazmat suit, check. GPS, check. Potable water. I stared at the fine white ash that swirled in my canteen. That stuff was everywhere nowadays. Ugh, check. Weapons? A machete would do. I ran my leather glove over the blade ever so gently. I could see the fine fibers in the leather separate. Still sharp. I threw it in my red wagon. It better still be sharp. Who knew what I would run into. I fastened my sash around my hazmat suit, loaded my wagon with my wares, and took...
Submitted to Contest #59
My sciatica was acting up as I shuffled with my walker into the meeting room. I grimaced, glanced around, and saw everyone filing in the large hand-hewn building that sat squarely in the middle of Laraville, filled with musty air and stale people. “Dale forgot the air freshener again, I see,” I muttered. I rummaged in my pockets and found a tin of breath mints. I took one out, crushed it between my fingers, and rubbed the powder on the inside of my nostrils. It stung a bit, and there was a chance I looked like a drug addict, but ther...
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