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Old 05-03-2016, 12:03 PM
RealityChuck RealityChuck is offline
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It was purely the best of times.

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking nine.

Many years later, as he drank his coffee, Colonel Aureliano Buendía was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to the DMV.

Happy families are all alike; unhappy families aren't.

The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to PBS.
"If a person saying he was something was all there was to it, this country'd be full of rich men and good-looking women. Too bad it isn't that easy.... In short, when someone else says you're a writer, that's when you're a writer... not before."
Purveyor of fine science fiction since 1982.

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