Still Haven’t Registered Yet
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1d ago
  It was a sunny Saturday morning, four good friends—Bernard, J.J., and a couple of others—gathered on the porch, reminiscing about old times. The air was warm, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee with a hint of cigarettes smoke floating through the air. With the sun drying up the dew and birds chirping in the trees made life seemed to slow down just a bit.  Then walks up Stanley, he approached the porch speaking to everyone in an energetic tone.  "Morning, my good friends from the past present and hopefully not in the future!" Stanley said, flashing a grin. "Beautiful d ..read more
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"The Unintended Consequences of Alvin's Prayer"
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1d ago
 There lived a man named Alvin. Alvin had reached a point in his life where the daily grind of work had drained him completely. His alarm clock was the enemy five days a week, and his office building maintenance job was his personal prison. So, one day, he decided to take matters into his own hands—or rather, on his knees. Alvin got down on his knees, closed his hands together, and looked up at the ceiling. "Lord," he said, "I know You're listening. I'm just going to get straight to the point. Ok can you please take any kind of work from around my heart. I need a break." Lord: Here he ..read more
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Cinco de Mayo Magic
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1d ago
 In the heart of the south, the sun blazed down on the vibrant streets. The air buzzed with excitement as the annual Cinco de Mayo parade began. Colorful papel picado fluttered overhead, and the rhythm of mariachi music played through the crowd. In the amidst of the spectators, there stood a man named Albert. He only could speak a little Spanish just a few basic phrases, but his curiosity about the Mexican culture was limitless. As the parade floats passed by, he saw the perfectly designed costumes and the excitement on the faces of the people. And then he saw her—a woman with eyes we ..read more
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Room 348 Rendezvous
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1d ago
 Haley's heart pounded as she slipped away from the front desk, hoping her coworker Stacy didn't notice her sneaking off. She hurried down the brightly lit hallway, her footsteps muffled by the plush hotel carpet.  She knew Bret from maintenance would already be waiting for her in room 348. It was their private hideaway - an unoccupied room in the middle of renovations that had become the setting for their forbidden tactics. As Haley approached the door, she could already feel a warm sensation rising to her cheeks in anticipation. She and Bret had been having this red-hot affair ..read more
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The M In May is for?
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4d ago
As we are entering the month of May, the spring air and blossoming flowers is about new beginnings. And this year, the letter M is shining brightly as a symbol for- More Money and More Manifesting. The letter M holds potent energy. Just saying it out loud elicits a deep, reverberating hum that seems to stir up creativity and possibility within you. This vibration serves as a powerful catalyst for attracting financial wealth and other desired experiences you want to manifest into your life. More Money Through Mindset The path to true wealth starts within your mindset. An abundance mindset ..read more
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Late Night Serenade
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5d ago
 The moon hung low in the sky, casting a silvery glow through the bedroom window. The room was warm, wrapped up in the aftermath of passion. Sheets tangled, legs intertwined, they lay there—two soulmates who had found peace in each other's arms. Erica traced the contours of Anthony's chest, her fingers rubbing across the faint scars that told stories of battles fought and won. His eyes were half-closed, a contented smile playing on his lips. They had met in the neighborhood where they were neighbors across the street from each other, drawn together once they spoke to each and from then ..read more
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A Joke That Never Ends
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5d ago
  While the group matured and their humor evolved over time, the classic "That's what she said" joke remained very useful just as it did back in the day. They didn't use it as frequently, but every now and then, when the moment was just right after someone say something crazy to make that throwback come back like back in their younger days, someone would seize the opportunity to slip it into the conversation. You  It always brought a shared laughter, a reminder of their long-standing friendship and the many phases of life they had navigated together. It was their way of ..read more
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The Shadow Of Baton Rouge La
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1w ago
  Ladies and gentlemen, guests, and fellow citizens, Today, we the citizens stand before you to address a pressing issue that weighs heavily on our hearts: the escalating violence in Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Our beloved city, known for its vibrant culture and resilient spirit, is grappling with a surge in crime that demands your attention. Let us dive into the grim realities. According to the Baton Rouge Police Department, in the first three months of 2024, there have been 33 homicides—a number more than tripled what it was during the same quarter in 2023. These are not just statistics ..read more
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"Outside The Head Start Building”
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1w ago
Morning Chaos  Keith and Lena two people that know each other for since teenagers. They met through Lena father. Lena and Keith would occasionally mess around from time to time but was in a serious relationship. But things took a turn when Lena father passed away. That’s when they decided to take their relationship seriously. One morning Lena was to tired to take her daughter to school that morning so Keith volunteered to take her. The first day of Head Start.  "First day of school, kiddo," Keith said, ruffling Emma's hair. "You excited?" Emma nodded, her eyes wide. "Yeah!" As ..read more
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Part Three: Hump Day Midweek Crisis
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1w ago
Right Place Right Time  The night unfolded like a cosmic conspiracy. Malcolm, still reeling from the chaos that happened on Wednesday, found himself at a club downtown one of the city’s  main attraction. The atmosphere was relaxed with laughter, clinking glasses, and the distant rhythm of salsa music. And there she was—a vision in moonlight. The beautiful Latina, her eyes brown and  hypnotizing. Malcolm couldn't keep his eyes off her. Malcom with no second guessing approaches the beautiful Latina.  Malcom: “Excuse me Miss. the  Her name—Isabella—rolled o ..read more
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