He knew he had a good one.
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Stretched out on the sofa in the silence
Munching on Lorna Doone shortbread cookies
He watched the overcast sky
And thought about the evening news
On public television
He watched it nearly every day…
Sometimes at the end of the broadcast
The photos of military personnel
Recently killed in the war
Were shown…
Sometime there would be women
Dead Women
It was a great title
He just didn’t like the subject matter
The End
Girls Gone Wild is a flash fiction story.
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