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Okay, so this kiwi, right? It's a female kiwi by the way. So, this kiwi had this crush one time. Her crush was this huge mango. It was a giant pink mango. One day she worked up a courage to confess, but the mango rejected her. The mango said, "I only go well with habanero, sorry." Devastated, the kiwi goes to live a hermit life. Then, she gets a package delivered to her by UPS. And, its from the great big mango. She knew right away because his name is Huge Pink Mango Inside, there was a letter, and an object wrapped in foil. She reads the letter and it goes as such: "Hello, we have kind of talked one time. My name is Huge Pink Mango.

I use a winding, old country road on the way back from school; it is an everyday-routine. The tall reeds growing on both sides would make each turn exciting for a newcomer. The gravel path twists right then left. This turn is longer than I remember. The turn continues left. I continue as well, for the reeds and the smell of the dirty old creek that is just beyond the reeds is familiar. Am I walking in circles? Looking down at the ground, I find a set of foot tracks set in the gravel. I follows the tracks, seeking for a second set to join in, in order to confirm that I am indeed walking in a circle. Impatient, I increase the pace. The tur

Edwardo sits on the lawn on a hot summer day. Edwardo is a lawn chair. Tiffany jumps over a fence into Edwardo's lawn. Tiffany is a cat. Tiffany sits under the lawn chair and grooms herself while enjoying the shade. Edwardo says nothing for he is a lawn chair, and a very shy lawn chair at that. Later, as the sun is about to set, Tiffany thanks Edwardo and tells him that she will return tomorrow. Edwardo, looking forward to another encounter, waits. Night comes then passes, and Edwardo greets the morning sun with great expectations of another encounter with Tiffany. David comes up behind Edwardo, folds him up, and puts him away until the n