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WILD DOGS AND CITRUS

“Are you listening? I am not selling you bourbon or cigarettes.” The kid stood up looking surprised. That’s when a gun clattered onto the floor. I nearly jumped out of my skin. The kid picked it up as casually as could be and came toward me.

 

 

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AD-VICE with Fernando Manso

Harry answered the front door and found his own face staring back at him. It was his secret face, his disguise. A black mask hid blue eyes and covered white painted skin. Of course, there was the sweet red lipped smile which never faded or drooped. His shock evaporated when he realized the imitation was just an android. 

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