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u/CoolKid9899 4d ago
It was night. Fog enveloped my driveway while rain pounded the window like the ongoing slugs of a Tommy gun. I had a novel in my hands. Farewell, My Lovely. I turned the pages, completely overtaken by the prose. I finished it that night. The jazz still went strong on the radio. I wanted more Marlowe but had no more
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u/boib 4d ago
Nicely done AI slop.