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My girlfriend is a crackhead and crazy as hell. God talks to her on the radio, she says, and, when she dies, the world will end.
I couldn't stand hearing it anymore, so I killed her. What scares me now is looking up at the sky and seeing the stars turning off, one after another. (55 word story)
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