Day One pt 1

vintage. classy. dust an inch thick. "sir, we need to discuss this it is an urgent matter. i received an email from an acquaintance of mine on the train you were on. our mayor tortimer was supposed to be on that train.

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Twinks Across America: Ch. 38 - West Virginia

I recognized one of the chairs in the living room as being vintage americana from an eighties film, yet a dirty neon sign the size of my head hung from the wall above the kitchen table, advertising the old logo of a beer.

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Siblings: The Series - Episode 12

She packed her clothes and left fully expecting to live out of her vintage station wagon when elise offered her a temporary place to stay.

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Shizune and the Snakes

The vintage bike rumbled down the road, headed for the still distant lights of sydney. after such a long drive she was looking forwards to arriving in the city. she could book a room in a hotel with a proper bed.

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Corrupting Amerilia: Prologue and Chapter 1

"this must be vintage. i bet it tastes as sweet as you look, beauty." "my name is amerilia!" said the elf, flustered and upset to be so demeaned by this lowlife human. "well then amerilia." said the thief with feigned tones of respect.

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A Dead Ringer

That was one hell of a vintage! he carefully returned the bottle to the wall.  there was a door; old, stout and covered in iron and rust. he pulled the ring inset into it, but nothing happened, not at first anyway.

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Welcome Home ch 10

They were heading towards town in the vintage porsche that had been the apple of their father's eye. tanya rarely used it, but as they sped down the freeway she did not regret leaving the safer and more sensible cars behind.

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Behind Yellow Eyes: Chapter 14

The vintage is old and french, red bordeaux. it's got more alcohol than normal wine, around 30%, so it burns... but it's very tasty.

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Identity: Chapter Thirty

He'd already pulled off his swimsuit, and every fur on his body seemed to be individually dripping all over the vintage hardwood floor. "she's a liar!" "rufus! mei-ling" alana scolded, rushing to grab new towels from the hall cabinet.

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Trouble Were-ever He Goes

Several shots rang out from vintage svt-40 rifles before the bullets struck him. even then he didn't seem to immediately notice. when he did, and he connected the stings with the men, his ire erupted anew.               

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Gift horse

The walls were adorned with vintage posters of famous musical acts from the past, creating an ambiance that transported its patrons back in time.

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A Ratchet Halloween (PREVIEW)

A slight smirk passed across his lips as he realized he was stuffing his face with candy corn and sweets while watching some vintage bootleg workout tape. as the static on the screen slowly starts to clear it shows a strange scene on the screen.

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