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It was a perfect late morning for a walk across State University's quad. Though the low sixties temperature brought a fresh hint of autumn, the sun promised to warm things up to the eighties by mid-afternoon. Allyson was finished with her morning classes and was heading for the student recreation center to grab a bite. The food hall there offered a variety of quick-service restaurants, and she looked forward to satisfying...

It was late, just after twelve A.M. and I decided this was my last run. I picked up a pizza and headed to the motel. I wasn’t sure if it was still working; last I heard, it was closed. Pulled in, seemed to have a new coat of paint—looks like the attached porn shop is still closed, though. Damn. I backed into a space, grabbed the bag and soda, knocked on the door with my phone. “Hold on, I gotta get a shirt on,” was the mu...

Donald completed his purchase at the small hardware store in the historical district of downtown Springville. He abhorred the big-box stores on the outskirts of town and appreciated the knowledge and friendliness of King's Hardware's staff. He knew his way around home improvement, from drywall to plumbing, and would become frustrated with the know-nothing kids working at The Home Station. As he exited the doors of the cen...