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Weekly Contest #346
In the Andromeda Galaxy, on a blue and green planet with different land masses but animals similar to ours, was a road built a long time ago to reach a city or god now gone.In a village of hundreds of nearly identical beige, mushroom-shaped, white-chimneyed homes lived a community of olive green-hued ogres who were as sociable as humans and a hundred times more likely to be merry. They loved playing sports on rolling stretches of grass, having picnics, and going to the open air market. In rainy weather, they stayed cozily indoors, near fire ...
Weekly Contest #270
Following is Soan Papdi, a.k.a. a Recipe Designed to Catch the Heart of My New Neighbor, Jergen, Who’s Just Moved Here From Finland and Said He’d Love to Try a Regional Indian Dessert of the Sort That I Grew Up Eating.Here’s the background: Jergen showed up last week at the otherwise-boring-the-ugly-sweater-off-me apartment complex’s holiday party. I’m glad, because he lives on the other side of the complex from me, and I’ve seen him coming and going. He’s a cloud-scrapingly tall blond glass of Alpine goat’s milk with a thick accent that mak...
Weekly Contest #240
The summer before we left our hometown of Santa Cruz, California for different colleges on the East coast, my best friend Mila and I went on frequent morning beach walks to enjoy each other’s company and the sight of the sea glistening to the horizon.“I’ll miss this view,” I said to Mila. “I’ve told you this before. Sometimes I want to cry when I look at the sea. I’m trying to stop it from happening now.”“Then cry!” she exclaimed. “Silly girl. Trust me. I’m going to major in psychology, remember? Let yourself feel.” She paused. “Ivy, I’m gon...
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