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Fields of FireA Story by Tim MMost of the workers spent their lunch breaks in the courtyard, where they could sit at the rusting picnic tables and inhale some of the crisp air tha.. |
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Free Markets: The Cost of ColloquialismA Story by Tim MAn essay on Free Markets. |
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Abashed the Devil Stood, and Felt How Awful Goodne..A Story by Tim MAn essay on the difficulty between distinguishing good and evil. |
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Signal is StrengthA Story by Tim MAn essay on how cell phones affect personal relationships. |
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Silicone DiversionsA Story by Tim MAn essay on violence in video games, and their place as an artform. |
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Invisible EnemiesA Story by Tim MCindy Colfax loved to play pretend. She put on lavish tea parties in her room, dressing all her stuffed animals as formally as she could--she especia.. |
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The Parts of a SumA Story by Tim MShe’d picked it up from her mother, talking with her hands like that. Her mother told stories at the dinner table when Elle was a little girl, .. |
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The Safety of MenA Story by Tim MMy final project for a writing class. |
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The DebateA Story by Tim M“I suppose it wouldn’t do any good to keep talking. I suppose we could sit here, listing details back and forth about why it is we feel o.. |
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Saturday MorningsA Story by Tim MRevised |