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Tag Archives: spice
Quite Able-Part Three
If you can imagine being slurped up like pasta, then you have a vague idea of what falling into a bowl of fractal noodles is like. There is also a disorientating sensation of falling into and out of oneself. Also … Continue reading →
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Tagged Abusrdist, Adventure, Borough, Chef, Cooking, Food, fractal, Gastromancy, Gastronomy, ineffable, Kitchen, Knives, Magic, market, noodles, pocket universe, Quest, rescue, salt, Seasoning, seasonsing, Short Stories, Short Story, Silence, spice, spices, Surreal
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Quite Able-Part Two
Vanessa emerged from the East-West Tubby Hook station. The trip was uneventful with the exception of the heavy metal oompah band that got on at the Six-Corners stop. Their music sent many other commuters scurrying to other cars but she … Continue reading →
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Tagged Absurd, Abusrdist, Borough, Chef, Cooking, Food, fractal, Gastromancy, Gastronomy, ineffable, Kitchen, Knives, Magic, market, noodles, Perpwork, Quest, rescue, salt, Seasoning, seasonsing, Short Stories, Short Story, spice, spices, Surreal
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