

The OverpassBeneath the concrete, with cars passing above, the world had become a hollow moaning. A stretching voice that carried on, crying out only to those who could hear it, those below the world, those hollow enough to feel it. It was like being stuck in the center of the Earth, surrounded by everything good, but having nothing know you were there.The Overpass


451At first, his words would be burned, inciting a revolution based around keeping the peace. Piles of books, layered into the streets, lit like the fireflies he'd described, as he watched them turned to ash. He didn't shed a single tear. He knew already, that his battle was far from lost. They burnt his picture of the future, becoming the antagonist, becoming exactly what he told them they'd become. And he watched, though he felt no fear or sadness; he knew that through the ashes, his idea would be born again. &n451
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A.B. Gives Loving Advice to the Needy: When life gives you lemons, squirt lemon juice in life's eye. Then use them to make handy little tasters on your next fancy drink. Life will be mad, so offer him a lemon-equipped drink. All will be well.
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