![Chapter 1: The Meeting](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
“The secret is in the bonding, the consistency. For example: If you take egg white and mix it with something in a blender, you may get the overa..
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![Chapter 2: Departure](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
The door was ajar. Had she forgotten to close it, or hadn’t she left yet? Alexandra stood for a moment, then pushed the door open. “Mia? A..
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![Chapter 3: Drive](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
“Benkis Chemicals” it said, recedingly, in Steinberg’s rear mirror. With semi-monotonous artificial voice, his encrypted laptop read..
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![Chapter 4: The Call](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
She sweat inside her tight dark leather bag that was laying at the bus stop, containing all of her. Struggled against it while wanting nothing else. M..
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![Strawberry Tits](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Trying to learn the production of things you love (e.g. yogurt) would not give you the truth. Cause nobody can know it. Just enjoy, citizen. Let us pr..
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![Chapter 1: At Work](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
Until a while ago, she had been a technician at the Swiss particle research facility CERN. And since she had a thing for latex, one day she actually s..
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![Chapter 2: Back Home](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
She was so nervous, she almost failed to close the door behind herself when she arrived, it took her three attempts. Her fear and the intense feeling ..
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![Chapter 3: The next Day](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
She awoke about ten hours later. The usual morning thing: The brightness hurts, the body clumsy and heavy, the purpose ... damn! She looked at the ala..
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![Chapter 4: Dealing with Pain](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
She walked into her bedroom. Like she was flying. She felt her weight, but it did not cost any energy to counteract it. She almost only experienced wa..
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![Chapter 5: The Specialist](https://www.writerscafe.org/images/no_image_s.jpg) |
I asked to be left alone with the girl while the police was guarding the door from the outside. Of course the corridor was crowded with residents. And..
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