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Saving Rose Green

By: Richard Shekari

...ic mentioning Rose Green to the person she called then hung up, “Fifth floor, second office on your left!” “Thank you!” said Rose, she looked up the clock hanging on the wall behind the nurse as she walked away. “You’re welcome, Rose Green!” responded the nurse. “Excuse me?” said Rose as she turned. “ána úhibbu fustaanuk!” replied the nurse complimenting Rose’s dress. ...

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My Dear Sister-in-law

By: Manohar Asija

...had so transpired that during the very second class of the day, the lecturer (teacher), suspending the lesson, announced that it was going to be 11 o’clock in a while; therefore , the class will stand up and observe two-minute silence to pay homage to the Father of the Nation. By this time, the turn to the left for entering the bazaar had been reached, the Professor stopp...

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The Crack in the Bomb : A Novel

By: Alexander Michael Schaffer
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Delusion of Time Dilation: Comprehensive Study Of Mysteries In Science

By: Cres Huang

...existence and absolutely recyclable. However, time is only reference information. It doest not exist in nature. Among all, TIME CAN NOT BE RECYCLED! Clocks can drift, yet, it is absolutely independent of time. Can we suppose the expansion or contraction of a yard stick meant the space has changed?...

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Glaring Shadow : A Stream of Consciousness Novel

By: BS Murthy

...ld be laid waste thus. Maybe, to clear my vision as well as to set his mind at rest, he unwound himself, which I would rewind for man to readjust his clock of life. But then why not reveal his name when he is worth writing about? It’s because, the value of this tale lies not in his name, hallowed though, but in the hollowness of life he had led that is even as his name bec...

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Jarek

By: Rigby Taylor

...d nothing that could be used as clothing for the eight-kilometre walk home. The bastards had taken everything, even his sandals! It was about nine o’clock, so as the only road home crossed the bridge in the centre of town he’d have to wait at least three hours for the streets to be quiet enough to risk it. A slow smile softened his face and he relaxed. It felt as if he’d ...

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