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They say you can see time itself in the rings of an old stump, infinite loops circling around the center of a long-gone tree that at one time ruled over its corner of the forest. Each ring is a year, each year the passing of summer. The passing of life. But also the return of…
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THE SENSABAUGH TUNNEL Sam Wells stared into the seemingly endless tunnel of darkness that stretched out before him, wishing with all he had that he could turn around and leave. Clouds of his frozen breath drifted up into the chilly October night, toward a starless sky obscured by thick rainclouds. His heart hammered madly in…
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Tales from the Coffee Pot 