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~Hasa Diga Eebowai!~ The whole group of actors was singing around me, their voices rising as they danced across the stage. One of the women handed me a prop baby to cradle, and I held it awkwardly as the cast circled us. ~When the world is getting you downThere's nobody else to blame!Way oh!Raise your middle finger to the skyAnd curse His rotten name!~ “Wait, what?” I blurted out as the meaning finally clicked. Everyone else kept singing and dancing with full enthusiasm, but I stepped out of…- 1.0 M • Ongoing
“That’s a great fucking idea!” Bob exclaimed as we walked side by side through the crowded airport terminal. “It hadn’t even occurred to me that Marty’s mother might see him as a prospective lover. That’ll be a good comedic beat to add to the story.” I nodded, adjusting the strap of my carry-on. “Just make sure you don’t take it too far into weird territory. She’s still his mother.” “Of course,” he agreed quickly. “I was just thinking that I could…” He was cut off…- 231.0 K • Ongoing
- I looked around the set, taking in the controlled chaos unfolding in every direction. Crew members hurried past with purpose, some carrying lighting rigs while others adjusted cameras mounted on towering cranes. It was hectic, but it made sense. Today was about making sure we got the tone of the show right. It had to feel as grand and imposing as I’d envisioned. “So you’re ready for this scene?” I looked up to see James Cameron standing beside me, a familiar grin on his face. “Don’t I…
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- “What the fuck…” I whispered, stunned and unsure what else to say. “Frank?” He set the grocery bag on the coffee table with a dull thud and walked over to shake my hand. “I know what you must be thinking, but I promise you, the last time we met, I had no idea you were related to Gloria.” Seeing him in a casual polo and jeans threw me off for a moment. The last time, he had been all business in a well-tailored suit. Now he looked like someone who spent his majority time at kids’ soccer…
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- I flipped through a business magazine as I waited patiently for my flight. “Who would’ve thought that Mr. Troy Armitage would be waiting for his flight just like any other normal person?” I turned toward my assistant with a raised eyebrow. “You’re saying that as if it’s my fault my private jet failed a safety inspection at the last moment and had to be grounded because of it. Or that all the other charter planes in the area were already booked today.” “You could’ve waited for two…
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- “If markets are supposed to aggregate information, then a lot of what we call market failure looks more like an information failure. The price is wrong because the knowledge behind it is incomplete.” I finished answering the question my economics professor had posed to the class, one that no one else had managed to satisfy him with. I wasn’t entirely sure this was the response he’d been fishing for, but I knew one thing for certain. Everything I’d said was factually correct. “Perfect!”…
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- February 2009, London, UK Emma Watson felt like she was finally free after such a long time. As much as she loved the world, it was high time that she moved on. Her time at Oxford University had been some of the best of her life so far. That was another reason she was happy to leave behind. She had taken a year off from her education to finish the last movie, and now she could finally do what she wanted to. The grand ballroom sparkled with chandeliers and gold-trimmed walls, filled with laughter,…
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- “I really love the work you’re doing for a cause you’re clearly very passionate about,” Larry King said after we talked about my charity for a good five minutes. “Let’s talk about other ventures that you’re involved in. I love the work you’ve done with Crocs, which has become an international brand today. Most people would agree that it was those provocative ads of yours that made Crocs a household name. Who came up with that idea?” I laughed at the question. It had been so long since…
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- “Tell me honestly, kid, did you really write it by yourself?” Al Pacino asked, wonder creeping into his voice as he studied my face. I nodded, a grin spreading across my face. “Of course. I just had this idea while I was writing my first script. I made a few major mistakes in it, which meant I had to do some serious rewrites. At some point, I started wondering what it would be like if I could go back in time and do it all again. Then I thought, what if I made another mistake the second time too? I…
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- AN: Before you start reading, keep in mind that this story has not been edited, so there may be many more grammatical or factual mistakes than you’d find in my other works. ________________________ “So it finally happened, huh?” I said as I opened my eyes again. The first thing to note was that the ever-present ache in my chest was finally gone. Another thing was that it didn’t hurt at all to stand on my own two feet like it did for the majority of my life. Then I finally took in my…
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