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ww3 from the perspective of an alcoholic bum living in cannery row, fluid prose w/ a hint of irony. this man is kind of self-defeating. instead of trying to fix his broken life in the midst of the worlds worst war, he drinks his sorrows away, giving his last leg to the dealers for his fix of fermented listerine... as he stumbles past a big broken oil pipeline, Mac and the boys point at him and laugh. as a commentary on the extent to which a war can break a person's self-esteem, this book attempts to bring to the surface the very essance of alcoholism. it is an addiction. there is no escape. it is like a war inside of one's self. there is no running away. a slave to his dealer, the man surrenders his existence to the greed and corruption of the new political elite: a ford minivan with a sign on it's exterior spraypainted in pink: "we sell here". it means they sell the listerine there. what other reason to live?

the turn around in the book happens when the man falls in love with another person. she is a girl from somewhere, some other part, somewhere really far away. as they make love he realizes that she has replaced the listerine in his life. he no longer needs the drink. he has found love. his broken life begins to heal and mac and the boys dont laugh at him anymore. self-destructive tendencies fade from his life... he is reborn.. a new man. still homeless and in the midst of ww3 But he is hopeful. the ending is uplifting and leaves u with 17 positive reviews from various lit review magazines. a good feeling settles deep within ur bones as u close the lid and face life with a new air. its time. no more jokes.
#42
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sub dnd buddy!

in my story the characters are kidnapped by turtle men and loaded aboard the aptly named pirate ship "the snapper." they confront the captain who burns the ship to the ground rather than have the characters discover the secret of the contract against them.

all the turtlemen have spanish names.
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#44
Dont Mess With Sucess
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a young, strong cambodian man rubs a mural into a giant mangrove trunk using niall ferguson's face
#45
north pole
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human civilization is on the brink of destruction. social democrats have pumped up debts unsustainably throughout the world. central banks are creating tons of new money to keep the system afloat. power is increasingly federalizing as the establishment sadly realizes democracy is no longer a tenable system of governance.

but on one internet forum, a revolt is beginning...
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#47
Poronto
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a retelling of An American Tail 2: Fievel Goes West from a materialist dialectic perspective
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Poronto
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an astonishingly fat man of grandiose ambition and meager achievement gets it into his head to write a grand cycle of novels expositing the genesis, rise, flowering, decline and fall of a family on the south side of Chicago through the last half of the 20th century, parallelling Zola's rougob-macquart cycle. however he has severe social anxiety disorder and cannot leave his mothers apartment in Khabarovsk. he also knows no English. or Russian
#49
penitent
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what if aliens arrived but only wanted to talk to the ants
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Poronto
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chicken licken insists the sky is falling. the other animals are not taken in. they point to the inherent uncertainties in modelling the long range behaviour of heavily nonlinear systems, the ambiguity of the data, and a wealth of possible confounding factors. they laugh and laugh and laugh so hard at the silly chicken that
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penitent
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who would win in a fight, a champion boxer or an elephant seal?
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penitent
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seals are like furry slugs. thats my story idea.
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el area metro
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yeah an elephant seal could kill ANY man np pretty much for sure like i would guess they weigh between a ton to a ton and a half
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DRUXXX posted:
yeah an elephant seal could kill ANY man np pretty much for sure like i would guess they weigh between a ton to a ton and a half


more than three! don't you know you're living in the future bro? you don't need to "guess" things anymore

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littlegreenpills posted:
an astonishingly fat man of grandiose ambition and meager achievement gets it into his head to write a grand cycle of novels expositing the genesis, rise, flowering, decline and fall of a family on the south side of Chicago through the last half of the 20th century, parallelling Zola's rougob-macquart cycle. however he has severe social anxiety disorder and cannot leave his mothers apartment in Khabarovsk. he also knows no English. or Russian


hehe this owns

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Poronto
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a senile retiree imprisoned in a tyrannical nursing home, driven by flashes of inspiration from heaven knows where, feverishly starts drawing blueprints. he steals electronic devices whenever he can, a remote control here, a toaster there, and in the dead of night cannibalizes them for parts. as the sadistic and unstoppable staff run amok, his machine slowly begins to take shape. finally it is complete. he switches it on. it springs into life. its technology far beyond man's ken. deep, infrasonic thrums shake the building, waking the patients and the orderlies from their bed. a white-hot beam of iridescent light fires straight up, burning a hole through the ceiling and far into the night sky. a holographic apparition fills the sky from horizon to horizon. it's the kindly, avuncular face of Colonel Sanders and he reminds everyone down below to make their bookings early for Xmas dinner at KFC. the man who built the machine is lobotomized
#58
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the whole of binaries, having been devented from their polar coordinate, start a fourcorner time cult. in animal hide, they mount their shafted banner into a posting den called furcorner. this cues bickering and arguing over the proposed superiority of pet totem amongst or amidst an utter menagerie of possible choices. pelts are extract from the less hardy pioneers, and donned as berserker gear, and the rite to establish totalitarianship is reenacted.
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because three is a partycat (third person objective on fourpanel comedy)