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I can't be completely sure about it, I
think it was only five months ago. My name is Jeff Washburn and I am a surgeon. Not
that long ago my life under went a huge change. Unfortunately a huge misfortune had to
take place first. Not that
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lived
the far off land of Gnomania. Gnomania is a huge underground
lair with only one entrance. The only entrance to this lair is by
swimming down to the bottom of the ocean floor and knocking on
a large clam. On the other side of this clam is
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of Grand National Park. The sun illuminated the landscape. Those pines were more than five hundred years old. They stood unchanging like the forest itself. The animals lived in a flawless balance with nature. No humans had ruined this pristine wilde
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as 'Earth.' The main life form on this planet are humans, an organized group of emotional and vivacious individuals. Our crew traveled to a large building the humans named a 'Library.' This structure contains lots of information of the human's existen
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sweats, got back got
back under the covers
and went to sleep. Two hours later, the alarm by the TV woke up a still
chilly Johnny Black.
Johnny turned on the shower and used the plug from the kitchen sink to fill
the bathtub up. He got in, turned
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that I can actually do something with my life. But, It's been 6 months since leaving the farm and I still don't have a job. Oh, here's a sign. A mentally handicapped hospital needs an attendant. I can do that, and it pays well too. $150 a month. 'At
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plates 'PW2020'. Robert Dupond parked the car in the road outside the American Club. He was still in his car feeling nervous and restless, with a little hesitation. He took a deep breath
and got off his car. He could see himself leading a new life
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a circus had come to town. In the morning a big parade was held in main street. He could see the clowns walking around making people laugh. He would watch the clowns` faces as they walked by. The big noses and the funny walks made him feel happy.
It
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he tacked his sail around and headed
for the shore. Cobi was a sailor. Cobi wasn't a typical sailor, Cobi was a National
Championship winning sailor. A sailor who thrived on high winds and rough seas, who
has accomplished everything there is
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She was nine years old, had brown hair and green eyes. Her mother raised chickens to eat and would sell the eggs. One day Sarah's mother gave Sarah her very own chicken to raise. Sarah named the chicken Maryanne.
Sarah couldn't wait
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