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David Sugarman
- UK
- Last Record: 2013-04-19 12:52:38 -0500
- Joined: Feb 05, 2010
- http://infinitybuttons...
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The forecast had been for precipitation, but they were caught in a downpour of affection. |
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The tall man checked his watch again. The short man looked at him, but the tall man didn't say anything. An irritable silence passed between them, and a search zeppelin passed over them. |
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I spent a long time looking at the two plants stood together on the counter. As far as I could tell, they were identical. The shop owner stood beside me, amused by my indecision. I decided to he... |
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Three takes of me, myself & I reading Phenomenaaa's poem "this winter". No effects.
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There is a distinct pleasure that accompanies the discovery of a word. It need not be a new word to feel new to you; just an unknown quanitity introduced to your vocabulary. Sounds and meanings ... |
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It's one of those days when the air is too still. The stillness makes breathing feel forced, and every footstep or conversational call returns from the walls. These echoes make the stillness wei... |
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There are many ways in which a parent can determine the quality of their child's life, and chief among these is the process of naming the kid. If the chosen name is too common, then they might b... |
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Several takes. Kind of similar, apart from the last one.
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INT. APARTMENT STEVE sits at a table, eating soup. He is completely absorbed in this activity. The door to the apartment o... |
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The man pushes aside the ivy that has crept across the rusted ironwork of what used to be the gate of the old house up on the hill in the middle of the woods. It is with no small tre... |
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Your blood. My lips. |
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EXT. ALIEN DESERT |
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