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“Smile” The machine beeped. Susan wasn't sure exactly what it did, but to listen to the doctors, it was quite important. It beeped every so often, and there were lines going across it in zig-zags. She was pretty sure it had to do with her heart. Susan is dying. Not in the existential “everyone shall shuffle off” way, More in the “life is going to end quickly and suddenly” way. A clot had formed in her artery. “Probably all that McDonald's”, she thought. It had made life difficult, right up u...

Jason sat Alone. For over an hour now, at least. He was reading a book, filled from cover to glossy cover with an abundance of stories. Moreso, the authors interpretations of stories. And the meaning, and the power therein. It was hot out. Not just hot, the word is too mild. It was the kind of weather that needed a metaphor, something starting with sweat and ending in sticking to something shiny. The sun shone, everyone seemed to glisten, that sort of thing. Jason considered it a great ustice...