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Please steal a quick glance at your watches. That’s precisely when this story takes place. We zoom into a fairly run-of-the-mill banana republic in East Asia and find ourselves inside a military command room. A control panel takes center stage. It’s studded with a bunch of glowing thingamajiggies, which radiate the most sinister intentions. A…
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“Do you want fries with that?” I asked the guy in front of the cash register. “Huh?” “Do you want fries with your burger?” I repeated, contorting my face into a smile.  The gentleman proceeded to think long and hard. His thick eyebrows furrowed as his brain processed the many variables required to solve the…
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An expectant hum permeates the air. Or maybe that’s just my jangling nerves. A man in a black gown sits beside me, intermittently whispering instructions into my ear. He’s my court-appointed attorney, a luxury granted only to the poor and defenceless, and in rare cases, the indefensible. The prosecution has set up shop on my…
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This, that and everything by Anujmathur - 10M ago

I live in an old house. You know the type. The floor, the wall, the cupboards – everything creaks. A side effect of growing up here is that I’m always unimpressed by the so-called horror movies Hollywood churns out. Ninety percent of the scares are just creaky household furniture and fittings. Hah. I’d never lose…
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This, that and everything by Anujmathur - 1y ago

The steak was succulent. The chicken juicy. The entire meal had a certain…character to it. He tucked into it with unusual abandon. She finally spoke when he’d finished licking his fingers. “You like it?” “Like it? It’s magical! Where did you find such a genius chef?” “Oh, he’s good, no doubt. But the magic here…
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