Stories tagged “clothes”
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Sartorobot
Frank had an idea while he was unloading the new shipment at Finnigan’s Menswear. They told him there’s no market for clothes that also recharge one’s batteries.
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Rain
What a perfect timing for this rain, right after my hat’s been made into gruyere cheese by a bunch of bullets. “Hey, if ya gonna kill me, I wanna look good. Don’t go around shooting my clothes.” “Wish granted” are th...
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Black Out
At that point I must have blacked out. I only know this because that’s the last thing I remember before Mark is prodding me to get me up. He hands me a purple tank top and a pair of black skinny’s along witha red lacy bra and matching pants...
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slow motion days
Zooey rummaged through the piles of clothing strewn over her floor, periodically doing ‘sniff-checks’ to determine the cleanliness of each item. She settled on a worn in black tshirt that hadn’t been washed in the past century, but ha...
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the note
Zooey skipped along towards the subway station, letting her bag swing freely beside her. The platform was desolate, and she took the opportunity to watch a janitor slowly move a mop from side to side. She boarded the next train, and snuggled herself in...
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Flash-Flash Flood of Blood
Sickening hags, half naked, draped in the contents of Abercrombie bags— high priced rags sliced up the thigh just to entice a guy. And here I am so sad I had a chance but alas I wear less-than-pants and thus have gained no inner circle entrance. ...
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A Park in October
Few leaves still clung to the trees of Olde Brook Park. A squirrel darting from one branch to the next distracted a young lady from her afternoon read and the attention of a lad listening to his iphone 3g. Their eyes met. “Hello, I’m friend...
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Jhendayre, A Portrait Part 3
The clothes had changed as much as the man. House Ahrimanes was present in colors but the expensive frippery had been exchanged for the traditional Eladrin battle garb of the Coronal Guard. A tight long-sleeved, dark blue undershirt was tucked into tai...
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Garage Sale
“Booties? For this much?” I pick up the pair for inspection. The seller purses her lips, wrapping her shawl around herself as another gust ripples through the air. “They are in perfect condition.” I run my fingers over the pink cashmere, the sm...
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The Needs Of A Knight
“Right, I know you’re all so fresh that you’re still sore about the shoulders from being dubbed, but it’s important you know the practical side of knighthood. So, packing. Don’t look at me like that. You think you’re...