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Babylon Candy
"Babylon Candy" “My god you babble on” he said. the guy thought he was a giant, as far as writers go. She chirped, “it’s all post humus humour, from here on in you know”. Code-named, “The Owl”, she rolled her eyes and hooted, “You may as well play with your marbles before you lose them.” “God only knows - I Am.” he replied, “me, myself and I! By the way,” he adds quite flippantly, “you think they could choose better music... and what is it they’re putting in drinks these days? The Green Fairy?” the response, “Yes, The Green Fairy, I hear he’s somewhere, here. Lethal agent that one, excels at camouflage.” she elaborated further, “The Lights don’t help. You'd think they could turn them down.” Meanwhile, back on the dance floor of the U.a.U. (Unicorns are Us) Publisher’s Ball, dressed to the 9’s in 6 inch heels, a silent observer, unrevealed sweet and sour Candy stood sucking on a high ball, some long island iced T watching on bemused, waiting for The Owl’s next move… in the bird’s pocket, not very well hidden, fully loaded like a water diviner perched the inevitable big gun seeking out The Resistance burned, a slow rising story. flashforward Hypodiegesis Chekov’s gun - "all guts" the dossier read, "and by God... all glory." Everything for the story. (LadyLabyrinth / 2023)
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