Pablo Mascaraque glenn

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“Burnt cookies” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

DEBRIEFING NUMBER: KL156-396/R6. LOCATION: Base 302, Building 2, Room -448. PRESENT: Agent Harper (lead investigator); Agent codename Labrador. DATE: [REDACTED]. TRANSCRIPT: Harper: Good evening, Agent Lab...

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“Memories” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

“I’m no sure we have the energy for all of that, Dave,” said Neil. “But it’s quite the memory trip, I’ll give you that.” “Aye, it is. Be good to see what’s changed and what hasn’t, don’t you think?” “Depressing is what it’ll be, if you ask me.” “Depressing?” chuckled Dave. “Wait till I tell you what th...

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“Out of luck” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

“That’s seventeen pounds and forty-three pence, Mrs Hartridge.” Margaret flipped open her purse, where she found two ten-pound notes. One of them was of the older kind, the ones they were phasing out, which she recognised as the one she’d found in a pair of Harry’s trousers as she’d emptied his wardrobes. Her eyes paused briefly over it, but quickly held it out tog...

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“40cm x 25cm x 20cm” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

He’s here, Dr. Pérez.” Sandra felt every muscle at the back of her throat contract as she swallowed hard, something she didn’t remember ever feeling before. The excitement that had been dominating most of her morning suddenly turned sour as she realised what it was they were about to do. She cleared her throat discretely, a hand over her mouth, before replying.

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“Professor Quartz” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

The inside of the car was nice and toasty after having had the heating on during the fifteen minute drive to the train station. It had been harder than he expected to find a parking space in the usually empty parking lot of the station, but Tom had finally found a spot and was now mentally preparing himself for the upcoming shock of the crisp Autumn air waiting for him outside.

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“Organic” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

“Ugh, Jack is being quite the nightmare today. Poor kid, though,” said Christine. “Poor kid?” replied Hellen. “I was helping Jessica find the right crayons for her drawing, but before she could make a choice Jack grabbed the whole bunch of them and flung them out the window. Not only that, but when I asked him to bring them back he launched the cello tape after the...

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“Sand” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

The ascent is gruelling, but you do not complain, no point in complaining, nobody to complain to anyway. You use the large dimples in the sand as makeshift steps, an uneven staircase that clumsily leads to the top, most of them sinking a couple of inches as they take in your weight, making you feel like you are walking up an escalator going down. Not all of them ...

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“Strangers” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

Kelly looked down over the banister onto the large atrium, where the bulk of the party was taking place. How long had she been wandering upstairs for? There were still plenty of people on the first floor, enough to constitute a successful party, but the amount of people crammed into the one living room downstairs was astounding. Small gaps here and there revealed its three-dimensionality, but at ...

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“Star crew” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

"Initiate systems check." "Roger that, Commander Itri," replied Sterling. "Initiating systems check. Mission Specialist Estrella. Fuel?" "All in order, boss." "Mission Specialist Hoshiko. Airlocks?" The question hung in the air for several seconds, an old-timey radio-like crackling the only reply, interrupted by the occasional high-pitched grunt. As he waited for an answer he became ful...

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“Dirty laundry” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

"Is this seat taken?" Jo looked up at the person who had asked the question. It was a woman close to her own age, perhaps a bit older. Definitely not past her early thirties – either that or her olive skin was the best she had ever seen. Her dark, silky hair was tied expertly in a bun, with something resembling a worn down chopstick piercing it at a stylish, uneven angle. As Jo's eyes had looked up at her, they ha...

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“Do I?” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

When pitched at 100mph, it will take a baseball just under 400ms to reach home base. Swinging the bat takes a professional batter around 150ms, while processing the pitch – was it a fastball? a slider? a curveball? at what angle is it going? – will take somewhere between 75 and 100ms. This leaves 150ms, give or take, to decide what to do. Swing? Or let it go? Is it going to fly within the strike zone? The stakes are high...

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“Liberation” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

Although the late night gloom did provide it with a tinge of spookiness, a description of the building still wouldn't steer too far from unremarkable. Its façade’s exposed brick was very much like that of many older buildings in the city. Maybe worn out a bit more than most, with those bricks closer to the ground pockmarked and stained by some long-forgotten liquid, but at first glance one wouldn't notice anythi...

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“The daily grind” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

"Stevens." The bundle of bedsheets rises, like a ghost ready for its rounds, and you hear something between a grunt and a moan emerge from within. Throw in a ball and chain and you've got yourself a B horror movie right there. The man under the sheets mumbles a succession of curses, like a primary school kid reciting the times tables with no understanding of them, and gropes at the linen until it is a pil...

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“Light bulb moments” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

For most people, having a good idea is a positive experience, something that produces a feeling of pride inside oneself, potentially even bringing happiness or relief over solving some until-then-intractable problem. It keeps the neurons nudged, the synapses snappy and can lead to further good ideas, perhaps even great ones, or, in some rare cases, to a coveted brilliant idea. Genius ideas should generally be left to tho...

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“Pitch black” by Pablo Mascaraque glenn

The sun was long gone, the moon presumably out yet nowhere to be seen, hiding somewhere behind the thick blanket of clouds that covered the sky. Leon looked up at it through his sunglasses. He didn't take them off very often nowadays, not even to sleep. He would occasionally catch someone averting their gaze, pretending they hadn't just been staring at him, their dark irises madly zooming in some other random direction, ...

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