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The world is being fucked by carbon. We are releasing much more of it into the world around us than the earth and it's plants are able to absorb. This is creating global climate change and that in turn is killing more of the carbon absorbing plants. It's all conspiring to create a vicious death cycle and we are going to have to shape the end result.
The misty morning broke and the quiet still of the night was interupted by the crow of the rooster. Ruckus the mut raised her shaggy yellow head to look towards the sun as it crept above the distant hills. A beam of the golden rays pierced the thin curtains of Molly's bedroom. This was the day she would leave.
"Loading in the White Zone Only" read the sign as she sat in the back seat of the cab. "Mam' we're here. That'll be 15." "Huh? Oh yes, here you are then." "I know it's none of my business but you alright?" "Yeah, I'll be fine. It's just that once I get on that plane my life is going to change forever." "Change can be a good thing right?" "Sometimes." She opened the door and stepped out with her small rolling suitcase and laptop bag by her side. As she walked towards the automatic door she heard behind her "Remimber that those flights go two ways and you can always come back." If only she could.
Sitting in the large hollow hallway Fred waited on a hard wooden bench. Wearing his father's black suite he shifted nervously waiting for his turn in front of the judge. He studied the gray tile in front of him trying to solidify his story. "The drugs wasn't... no weren't mine. One of my friends had given me this bag to hold while he went to his house to change. I was just waiting for him next to the 711. Yeah, that's it. Just waiting. And then some guy comes up to me asking if I had anything to sell. How was I to know it was 'controlled substances'?"
Flash! "Alright now I'd like to see the couple alone in front of the church. Yes now bride can you move your vail over your shoulder? Nice. Smile groom. Hold it." Flash. 'Any more of this work and I'll hang myself' though the photographer. 'Seeing this couples and how their family fawn over them makes me so sick. I want to shoot important things that shock the public.'
The suspects are all connected by the museum opening. The "John Smith" in the morgue was found in that closet and all the suspects were in that museum the day before it opened. Someone knew something but how do you find that out while still being so new to the squad. Not how I would picture my third week on the job.
The partol marched past. It was the last one for the next four hours. That have Steven and his other two partners just enough time to pick the lock on the back door, get through the back of the store and to the display case that held his future. Two weeks ago they cased the joint in the usual fashion. Getting a good view of the front hadn't been difficult and getting the plans to the building was much easier since he had paid off the city employee months ago. Now all he had to do was get the jewelry out of the city before day break and he was golden.
Loading the stretcher, Sally watched as the men with funny jackets took her daddy. "Daddy's going to be just fine baby." Aunt Alex said, "He just broke his leg. After we clean up the mess we'll go to the hospital and check on him." "I wanna go with daddy!" "You can't sweetie. We'll go as soon as I clean up." Stomping her foot, Sally crossed her arms and scowled as the ambulance drove away. Alex went back into the house. What does she know anyway, she's not my mommy.
The whale's sonar hit off the aluminum bottom of the boat as it crossed the deep inlet. The small motored vehicle chugged along unaware that beneath it was the largest animal it was ever going to come in contact with. The whale thought briefly about destroying the nusance who so often had interupted it's peacful existence but had wisely decided against it. Other's have tried and only had succeded in bringing the wrath of the small but very dangerous beings.
The crew started construction on the stage this morning. It took them four hours to put up the floor and they hadn't even started on the scaffolding to support the lights and speakers. I hope they get done in time for the sound check at 2 and then light check and then the openers instruments and... "Mr. Saints you have a phone call." My assistant interupted my train of thought abruptly. "Who is it?" "Someone from the office wanting to know something about billing." He was too new. I needed a veteran for this concert and they hired me an amateur.
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