Abraham Kim @abrahamKim

Hipsters talk more than Boomers these days.

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The air chilled as it glided across the sea. The sun was no where today. A bad omen Keith thought.

When a good thing was happening was when he worried. When things weren't going well, an omen didn't mean much.

Imogen was flying in though. He feared the worst. Knew it would...
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πŸ§‡ 44 Waffles
🍫 43 Chocolate Bars
πŸͺ 36 Cookies
πŸ₯ƒ 33 Whiskeys
🍊 27 Tangerines
β˜•οΈ 50 Coffees
🍺 45 Beers
πŸ₯Ÿ 41 Dumplings
🍍 34 Pineapples
🍡 33 Teas
🍣 35 Sushis
πŸ₯“ 27 Bacons
πŸ₯š 35 Eggs
πŸ₯© 24 Steaks
πŸ“ 35 Strawberries
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In front of the cafe they were greeted by Imogen Howe who was standing outside as if waiting for them old school style like people used to for someone at the train station before smartphones and gps .

Jake Raynor didn't know how to approach the greeting. He didn't actually...
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2021-12-31 19:02:06

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They drove west in an Orange Saturn VUE . The driver was smoking aΒ  cigarette although they usually didn't smoke. But today was a special occasion so he had specifically went to the store to pick up a pack ofΒ  American Spirits Blue the day before picking up his passenger.

She...
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2021-12-30 17:29:52

Abe's Blog
TV is good, but not that good

One of the best things about being super ill is that you get to just watch TV Β all day.

This is even exciting at the beginning and you even start to like being super ill... so long as you are confident that you will recover soon, but you even start thinking...
2021-12-29 15:41:59

Flash Fiction Practice
Snow

"Snow seems to be a thing of the past for December . I used to remember these storms that would lock us in for days as a kid."

We drove on slushy roads. Snow had fallen yesterday but the temperature today was already low enough that it wouldn't last.

"Do you miss...
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2021-12-29 15:19:19

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Untitled Shared at Dec 28, 2021

So nice to see you, Jean greeted me with a hug.

After our pleasantries and a moment of silence where the both of us looked outside at the gentle snow fall she asked me something. Something real. Definitely the first real statement of our conversation.

I'm surprised to learn you're inΒ  Westcity...
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2021-12-28 01:11:44

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Untitled Shared at Dec 26, 2021

Everybody was dressed like they might need to make an appearance on another's Instagram . A lot of black and light tans,. A lot of wool and metal.

You might not expect me to be fan of the holidays if you knew me in real life but i did actually enjoy...
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2021-12-26 19:59:47

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Untitled Shared at Dec 25, 2021

The email fromΒ  Jean Gras asking if I'd be down for a coffee was the first time I'd heard from her since college .

Back then we got coffee a lot. I think whenever she asked, except for one occasion I said yes. That one time I had wanted to say...
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2021-12-25 17:36:01

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Untitled Shared at Dec 24, 2021

email is a great method of communication. You send off your message and you kind of forget about it. No waiting around to see if the other person checks it and replies right away. You just go about your day.

At least that's how I use it. Maybe you do sit...
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2021-12-24 15:00:28

Abe's Blog
The Hare lost before the race began

Using your eyes to view the leanly muscled long limbs of The Hare , you'll say something like "that creature has all the tools to win the race."

The Hare's opponent isΒ  The Tortoise . And we all know who wins this race. Even though the former has all the tools...
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2021-12-23 15:12:54

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Visitor I

I had a friend difficult to reach. No social media. A phone he never answered.

I didn't know his real name so I couldn't look up his address. My sole string to him was email .

Wouldn't go as far as to say heΒ liked email, but he used it. Never remember...
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2021-12-22 21:34:38