From 08fd8e95dccb91d0495a50d1009f85cb80cfad65 Mon Sep 17 00:00:00 2001 From: Case Duckworth Date: Tue, 14 Apr 2015 18:09:55 -0700 Subject: First compile in v1.0.0 --- ex-machina.html | 67 +++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ 1 file changed, 67 insertions(+) create mode 100644 ex-machina.html (limited to 'ex-machina.html') diff --git a/ex-machina.html b/ex-machina.html new file mode 100644 index 0000000..f61ec7c --- /dev/null +++ b/ex-machina.html @@ -0,0 +1,67 @@ + + + + + + + + + + +Ex machina | Autocento of the breakfast table + + + + + + + + + + +
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Ex machina

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Bottom of the drink: they hadto go. The Coke machine, the snackmachine, the deep fryer. Hoisted

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and dragged through the hallsand out to the curb, they sat withother trash beneath gray, forlorn

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skies behind the elementaryschool, wondering what their nextmove would be. The Coke machine

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had always wanted to livethe life of a hobo, jumping trains,eating from garbage, making fire

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in old oil drums. It had somestrange romantic notions of being homeless,is what the deep fryer thought.

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Its opinion was to head to court,sue the bastards at the school for earlytermination of contract. It was

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the embodiment of justifiable anger.It believed privately that it was an incarnationof Nemesis, the goddess of divine

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retribution. What the snack machinethought, it kept to itself, but it did saythat nothing ever ends. The others

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were confused, then angry, but finallyunderstood, or thought they did. The snackmachine’s candy melted in the sun.

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