Buffed and Polished

Taking both stylist and delinquent client by surprise, the front door was opened, and the rustic bell attached to it chimed. dominique stared red-faced at the lady entering.

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Deliverance Revised

Leaving the rustic cabin he made his way down river, thinking how much he loved the country... "aha nature." fin

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Divine: Chapter 5

He peered down to his right and saw more of the same as what was in his room, more rustic cabin. "he's awake. he's awake." marty heard from beyond his room. it sounded like some child.

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The Phoenix Adventures (3)

There aren't any apartment buildings in sight, only a pokemon center and scattered rustic-looking homes. near the gym stands a tall tower. i'd heard stories from my grandma, when i was a kid, that the tower is home to the sages.

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On the Rocks, In the Dragon

With his belly laid flat against the arches and sharp edges of the rock, he slithered over the edge of the plateau towards the basking dragon; his head remained near the ground, his beak practically dragging along the rustic soil while his rump poked

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Chapter 1: Origins of an Unusual Srothar

Getting out of the rustic community and into a more modern place, a melting pot of varied, generally-more civilized creatures...that had been a dream of his for quite some time.

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Snow Temperature (by Gruffy)

Perrin mused, tugging off his warm scarf and still looking about the new rustic, if comfortable surroundings.

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A Change of Circumstance

Quietly and cautiously stepping around her rustic surroundings she found herself gazing at old photos of herself and her father.

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In a Flash

It was rustic living but we were happy. it was another full moon when i was out at night just enjoying the forest when i smelled something peculiar. there was someone here. i started looking around me when i was blinded by a bright flash.

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Memories for Cash

We spent the first two days doing nothing but fucking in our rustic bed. the only times we crawled out of the bedroom where to take a piss or craft a meal that wasn’t microwaved. other sessions came and went, disappearing from memory.

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