Two students of the Free the Fiction Writer Within evening course were whispering in a corridor of the Academy before it began. — Did you hear about prof. Moose? — Yes, you mean what happened with Pedro last night? They turned their head at the same time to look at Pedro, another student who arrived recently in ... · ID #2276 (continued)
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April 20, 2010 at 9:46 am #2447

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“Make the wind blow the other way!” suggested someone in the crowd.

“Yes! A west wind, blow it west!” piped up another.

“Wait!” shouted another. “That would be an east wind, not a west wind!”

“A westerly?”

“No, an easterly is what we want!”

“Let’s get this right, or we’ll have a fucking tornado” suggested Nasturtium grimly.

Two students of the Free the Fiction Writer Within evening course were whispering in a corridor of the Academy before it began. — Did you hear about prof. Moose? — Yes, you mean what happened with Pedro last night? They turned their head at the same time to look at Pedro, another student who arrived recently in ... · ID #2276 (continued)
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