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Write a story about a corrupt politician trying to avoid blame at all costs.

Posted in Adults on Oct 28, 2022

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How Are You Doing Out There, Sleepy Hollow?

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Look at all these friendly faces out in the crowd!You know, some politicians hate campaigning, but not me. No sir, not me. I love a good campaign. I love seeing democracy in action. I love shaking the hands. I love kissing the babies. I love eating all those deep-fried butter sticks you all keep cooking up. I cannot believe how many things you can deep-fry these days. Will the wonders of America ever cease?Now, as much as I’d like to stand up here and pretend everything is right as rain at the Annual Sleepy Hollow Fair and Horse Pageant, we ...

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It Was Them

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"Sir, would you like to comment on the FBI's findings?" Jessica thrust her microphone forward incessantly."Who let you in here? You know you are all liars. Yeah, I'll comment. It's a sham. How do we even know they were after me? Maybe they were after you? You are the corrupt ones!" Spittle splattered on his lapel pin. The Seal of The President of The United States, Became just a shiny spittoon."Sir, these allegations are serious. Do you care to offer a serious comment?" Jessica pressed him for more."You people are so miserable. I pity you. T...

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Smoke and Fire.

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Metal tines stabbed against the soft body of the baked bluefin tuna, the most desired taste, in Yokohama, Japan. Arai watched his wife wipe the brown ponzu from their son's lips, her jet black hair wrapped up in a single bun, her brown eyes gleaming against the chandelier’s yellow light. “Tomoe… Benjiro, how did you like the food?” Benjiro’s eyes lit up with excitement as he raised his fork in the air and proclaimed “It was tasty! Really, really tasty! thank you, daddy, thank you, mommy!” Tomoe smiled and brought the plates into the kitchen ...

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The French Mistress

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  The French Mistress       On the 23rd of January 1911, a paragraph appeared in the Diggers Gazette under the heading–– Dangerous Crossing Yesterday at 7.40 PM a young woman was struck by a locomotive as she attempted to cross the tracks between platforms at Park Station. The Station Master, Mr Piet Joubert stated that the public had been strictly warned not to cross the tracks except by the overhead bridge The Woman whose name is being withheld by the authorities until her relatives are notified is in serious condi...

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The Sympathy Vote

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Benjamin Lafarge, the wily politician, found himself down in the polls, and on his third drink by noon, as sweat rounded the corners of his fat cheeks, becoming lost in the creases of his double chin.Like a snake charmer’s pungi, a knock at the door charmed his pudgy middling-height body to its apex, as the thudding at the door sounded a lot like more bad news. “Just go away,” he slurred his demand. “It’s me Ben,” a deep-toned calm voice came through the door. “It’s Jarred.” Stress, Ben hankered to bellow, “Did I not tell you ...

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Smile and wave

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"Senator Torsen! Senator Torsen over here!" I turned towards a barrage of camera flashes and questions. Having dealt with the onslaught of publicity over the years, I knew it was best to smile and wave as I walked by the crowd of journalists and reporters. So that's what I did, smiled and waved. Made sure they got the best side of my three-piece suit, tailored by Louis Vuitton's best designers, not to brag. I continued my walk to the house of congress and waited patiently for the session to start. I chattered politely with my colleagues, ...

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Justice is for The Birds

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Justice is for The Birds  (warning for some sexual violence and suicide) When they shook hands, her toes tingled. This lawyer sent to represent her in the petty crime court was maybe the most handsome thing she had ever seen. She blushed out a ‘hello’ and ‘pleased to meet you.’. After he put her hand down, she pulled her sweater a little tighter around her and buttoned the button second from the top. Guys like this need to know I’m a proper woman, she thought. She noticed the jewels he wore on his hand and wrist.  The case ag...

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A Gala full of Hounds

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I made my way down the long driveway towards the Ball house as a light rain filled the night. Tonight was an important night for every important person in this city, and I’d been assigned to attend as extra security, much to my chagrin. I always hated these sorts of social functions, more than most of the other social functions I hated. There was always this barrier of facade hanging around just about every person there. I guess when you fill a room of people who are important, there’s bound to be some level of competition to be the most imp...

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Latte Gate - 15 Hours of Shame

Submitted to Contest #165

CrystalM@hollywoodreporter3:00 pm – 9.12.2022       In line at Starbucks on Rodeo today and spy Senator Suzanne Myers hugging a young Latin man. Could the front-runner for Senate Major leader be “spicing up her latte”? An October surprise in September? #lattegate #coffeetalkLannie@RHOLA                                    &nbs...

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GAME OF STRATEGY

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GAME OF STRATEGY It’s a lot like playing Mafia. You know, that game that utilises a deck of cards to assign roles to people? Aces count as the Mafia, Queens are doctors, Kings are sheriffs, and the rest are the plebeian majority that hang around and don’t really have a whole lot of value. Except for a headcount. When I first stepped into parliament as a doe-eyed new member, I had the greatest hopes to achieve amazing things. I finally felt like I had a voice! All my big ideas now had a platform to be spoken into existence. Unfortunately, ...

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