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Codebender

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“Are you sure you wanna do this?” said the computer. It was the twentieth time Ali asked and each time he phrased it differently. Something told Nina he was actually enjoying it. He sounded way too cheerful for an AI locked up in the Pure Alliance Compliance Centre, the infamous PACC. The occupants preferred to call it Pisspot Asylum Crushing Citizenry. That was the mild version.

“Are you sure it is the right course of action?” or he was testing her anger treshold.

“Shut up Ali.” she said, gritting her teeth and typing furiously.

“You are playing with the Universe, Nina.” Ali wouldn’t give up.

“Shut. The. Fuck. Up.” of course she was playing with the Universe. That was the only way to get out of this shithole.

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Waiting at the Clinic

The true meaning of eternity.

Kina was always told the human brain was incapable of grasping such an abstract concept. They were wrong. Each and one of them lied to her. And when this is over she will go and tell them, her head high with unwavering eyes that will make their faces burn red in shame.

“When this is over.”

Kina cried in frustration.

Toe

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The toe looked more like a grey pebble sticking out of the sand, than a human part. Tina got a whiff of the familiar stench of a decomposing body. She found that after years of experience she could guess the cause of death just by sniffing long enough. It took her less than few seconds to guess this case was more peculiar than any she had before.
Oh, there was no doubt it was murder. After all, the guy’s head was missing. Still, there was something odd about that toe. The whole body reeked of ocean, of course, with a trace of alcohol and petrol. She moved closer and wrinkled her nose after smelling his toe again. There it was. The scent was altogether different from the rest of the corpse. Now it was only a matter of finding out why did it smell like blueberries and buttered popcorn and the case would be solved.

Bruises, Stitches, Words, and Pizza

First of all:

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Why do I need to succeed?

This question suddenly popped into my mind while I received some heavy blows from reality. I have just begun my first semester at the University of Sydney and although I already had 2 and half years of uni experience from overseas, things weren’t going so well for me. I had issues with the University’s administration, who lost my transcript and blamed it on me (I sent it to their address upon their request). Therefore, they couldn’t transfer my credits from my previous uni. Then I was “randomly selected” to provide documentation to prove I am a legitimate student. They requested original documents (digital copies were denied) or else they would suppress my semester (my marks won’t show on the transcript). Specifically they requested a  document, which  they have lost. I had to spend 55$ in order to get a new transcript to come ASAP.

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Stormy Night

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It was when the water had reached the front door that Nana finally admitted there might be a problem.

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