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A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor
Interview

A Day with Breanne Mc Ivor

Meet Breanne Mc Ivor. She…

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Nocturnal Conductions
Humor

Nocturnal Conductions

The first time it happened,…

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The Lady of the Water
Fiction

The Lady of the Water

I’d thought Central America would…

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Two Blind Men
Flash Fiction

Two Blind Men

They knew well I was…

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An Interview with Ernest Brawley
Interview

An Interview with Ernest Brawley

Ernest Brawley, a native Californian,…

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The Jumping Frog Once, when the memory goes, there was a jumping frog. He was a good, respected and patriotic citizen of his society. He lived in a nearby small pond with other frogs and fishes in it. The pond was few yards from a street, which was a peaceful place with nice peoples. But for his earning he did a very different and unusual thing. He visits every shop’s in his street at the evening, for there were only 4 shops, and used to eat the insects, flies and other disturbing critters that may cause inconvenience to the shop owner or their emptor. Thus in this way, he kept the street clean, and people healthy, and when they were healthy they were at peace and with peace they can devote their thinking in development. Without any leave or delay he used to complete his job every single day, be…