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“The court finds itself in agreement with the defense's position that the defendant has had no control over his nurture nor his nature. Therefore, this court finds the defendant not guilty of all charges on account of being human.”

The judge gaveled.

The defendant wept.

The victim’s father shot him.

 

— Bastian Espada

 

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“I re-affirm my commitment to embark on this mutual journey of transformation, united by a shared vision to drive strategic value in our shared mission to increase our quality of life in this ever-evolving landscape.”

“Together, we embrace a mutual ethos grounded in the deep-seated belief in the power of collaboration to catalyze positive change and foster iterative growth.”

“Beautiful, you may now kiss the bride!” the officiant said.

 

— Bastian Espada

 

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Thirteen angels danced on the head of a poorly-sterilized pin.

It was used in an autonomous clandestine domestic amateur nipple-piercing operation.

Everyone involved died three days later.

 

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“Ah! Magnificent.” The man grabbed his date by the arm. “See, the genius of this piece lies in how it deliberately engages in the disjunctive perturbation of the liminal qualities of the object-semantic space, enhancing the motif of dangerous alertness. It subverts the mechanical purity that at first seems to, yet ultimately fails, to materialize.”

“Uhm, dude, I think that’s just a fire alarm.”

 

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“Close your eyes, breathe. Focus only on the sound of my voice,” the woman whispered.

The man — who was lying on the floor of his living room — felt the tension in his body evaporate.

“Let the outside world melt away.”

The man drifted into the ether, slowly becoming one with the world…

“Fuck!” he yelled, an hour later, when he opened his eyes.

All his shit was gone.

 

— Bastian Espada

 

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Monkey see

Monkey do,

Monkey feel

Monkey too.

 

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“Sometimes I wish I’d never been born!”

“Dude, you weren’t”

“Oh, that’s right,” the man’s imaginary friend said, then disappeared.

 

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What is the true nature of the Universe?

I weep, for I do not know.

 

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It smelled of death. It smelled of time. It smelt like past glories and herbs. It smelled of luxuries forgotten, rancid love — a violent history.

That fart, changed my life.

 

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The weird kid grabbed the tip of the branch as it were a hand, and sat next to the snowman he had made. “Some months will pass, and you’ll be gone.” The child turned his head to face his creation. “You’re so ephemeral.”

“Well, so are you,” replied the snowman.

“I know”

They stayed there side by side, staring at the starry night.

 

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