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The city awoke to the morning sun, as usual the laborers wake and begin to make their first meal, whether it be merely of coffee and a muffin or a full-fledged bacon and egg breakfast. All of them merely puttering around, living in a society crafted for them, with no inkling to the outside world. They are a happy and content people. To survive in this world of shiny happy people, one must blend into their surroundings.
Dressed prim and proper, i walk down the sunlit drive, with coffee in hand and a smile on my face. The SUV in the driveway gleams in the morning sun.

I believe it is spelled 'linking' and not 'inkling' but anyway nice start.
ReplyDeleteOh damn your right, i did write this earlier today...in the community room (not the best environment). But thanks.
ReplyDeleteI see....9:11 am is not a good time to be doing anything constructive. And you still haven't fixed the word.
ReplyDeleteAnd lemme guess.....This story of yours, it's set in some weirdo communist society where all the people are autonomous and all they do is work?