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kids don't kick the tin
can down the road anymore now
the grownups do it
Martha glanced over her shoulder, Jim was still hunched over the table nursing his beer.  She closed the bedroom door and slid the suitcase out from under the bed.  She knew now by weight that there wouldn't be long to go now.  The tin can had started off a shell of aluminium,(more)

Roland felt a sharp pang in his head as he snapped from his uncomfortable slumber. He held his throbbing forehead in his hands and groaned...the rocking of the ship was too violent for *this* method of transport.

Curled up into a fetal position, his neck and(more)