short fiction – Page 9 – High Urban Fantasy Jazz

Bloody Mary

Common sense is not so common, but it can come from anywhere.

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At least not for the last three centuries, that’s for sure.

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A generational ship. A fine mist. The good kind of different.

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They say sometimes all you can do is bend over and kiss your ass goodbye, but Tiny’s not sure tonight’s that night.

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The all mighty algorithm knows what you want better than you do.

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Just three old friends who go way back.

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And you may ask yourself, My God, what have I done?

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There’s the usual level of internet dating crazy, and then there’s…whatever this is.

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Internet dating is the worst. The best you can hope for is they out themselves as crazy before the bill comes.

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Relatively speaking, thirteen billion years is a little early.

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