Speed by Sleepwriter Steve jammed the car into gear and stomped on the accelerator. Adrenaline coursed through his veins as he passed car after

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The Beast 

by Kyle Richardson Three in the morning. Some lab tech was on the phone, blabbing about mitosis, or meiosis—honestly, Rilene could not have cared less.

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by Rob Essley “For from this viewpoint, nothing ever changes except your proximity to the Truth.” — Ichart Gerbier, 1788 Throngs of black-headed matchsticks

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