Ice Age Meltdown

Tuggs grunted and slumped over the counter. With eyes too tired for contempt, he glanced around at the dozen or so customers in the restaurant. All of them were variously fat and unattractive - and of course, none of them were bears or badgers or any...

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Shootout at the Ragged Mare (story by ceeb)

If Elise hated anything, it was driving at night with a dead cell phone. Nobody to call for help, no GPS, no nothing, just a laughable sense of direction, for as much as she fancied herself a slick, clever girl, she was a dingbat at the worst times....

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