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Not every omen has ambition.
Not every omen has ambition.
portents

Not every omen has ambition.

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An ambitious amount of not my problem.
An ambitious amount of not my problem.
city

An ambitious amount of not my problem.

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Everything becomes archaeology if neglected at the correct speed.
Everything becomes archaeology if neglected at the correct speed.
office

Everything becomes archaeology if neglected at the correct speed.

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A strange amount of ceremony for chips. A strange amount of ceremony for chips.
texture

A strange amount of ceremony for chips.

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Honestly? Good for them.
Honestly? Good for them.
park

Honestly? Good for them.

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He had narrowed it down to two cards and one fruit.
He had narrowed it down to two cards and one fruit.
shopping

He had narrowed it down to two cards and one fruit.

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He came prepared for several possible conversations.
He came prepared for several possible conversations.
city

He came prepared for several possible conversations.

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A collection of small emergencies.
A collection of small emergencies.
activities

A collection of small emergencies.

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This feels like either the aftermath or the invitation. Not sticking around to find out. This feels like either the aftermath or the invitation. Not sticking around to find out.
portents

This feels like either the aftermath or the invitation. Not sticking around to find out.

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The hallway narrowed near Accounting, as hallways often do when they know too much. The hallway narrowed near Accounting, as hallways often do when they know too much.
office

The hallway narrowed near Accounting, as hallways often do when they know too much.

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The version of me between versions of me.
The version of me between versions of me.
confessionals

The version of me between versions of me.

Home approaches I gather the smaller selves and pretend there’s one
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The higher the buildings rose, the less they belonged to the street.
The higher the buildings rose, the less they belonged to the street.
texture

The higher the buildings rose, the less they belonged to the street.

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