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Hey gang but sorry gang.

I can't do this website anymore.

Download any stories or blogs you like in the next 24hr.

Then I'm off.

Thanks for having me.

~ Yr. Pal, B ~

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Intermission from Destruction by Greyson

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It knocks one's brain around to consider that childhood actually happened; those familiar dreams were once upon a time real. I think back to school. Playing with the gang at the park. How dressed in blurry memories they are. It's hard to consider, sometimes, that the past happened.  

When there's so few hints of it in the present.  

And the way those cues rise are odd.

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...BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORED

You always hear me talking about the need to switch projects to keep the love of the game burning warmly. Burning different logs to see and smell the changes in the fire. Yet I never really did that. Stubbornly. I keep to one work at a time, even if it kills me, for the sake of completion.

For the sake of publication.

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Howdy gang.

Afarid I don't have the usual blog ready for you. No theme or thesis to write about tonight. Alas I am writing and still, every hope in all ten of my fingers, writing well. Can't help but feel there's a repeat of beats in my prose that I'm unable to break—but that titan, with enough effort, will fall soon enough.

So. Because I don't want to lose my streak. Here is a blog composed of the dash of doodles I do to keep the drawing arm active.

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Long time no see gang. It's been a year or so since we've last talked here. How ya doing? Kids well? Oh. No kids? How about your parents? They're good? That's good. Or, hopefully, that's good for you too.

I've never been the best at openers.

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