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>Your boyfriend takes chocolate from strangers.

Fortune Cookie

Oh, but to get through this night. Why won’t sleep come? What’s bothering me here in the dark? It’s not the badgers, it’s not the snakes. What’s bothering me? Something darker is worrying a hole inside me—look how my legs are trembling. Stop moving, Tatiana. That’s how the carnivores find you, by the flash of life on your body, they find you and eat you while you sleep. Like venomous spiders, they’ll bite you first to lull you into sleep—you won’t even feel it—and then they will gnaw your flesh until nothing remains. But even the animals eating her alive was not the thing that worried the sick hole in Tatiana’s stomach as she lay in the leaves with her face hidden from the forest, with her arms over her head, in case anything decided to fall on her. She should’ve made herself a shelter but it got dark so fast, and she was so sure she would find the lake, she hadn’t been thinking of making herself more comfortable in the woods. She kept walking and walking, and then was downed and breathless and unprepared for pitch black night. To quell the terror inside her, to not hear her own voices, Tatiana whimpered. Lay and cried, low and afraid. What was tormenting her from the inside out? Was it worry over Marina? No... not quite. But close. Something about Marina. Something about Saika... Saika. The girl who caused trouble between Dasha and her dentist boyfriend, the girl who pushed her bike into Tatiana’s bike to make her fall under the tires of a downward truck rushing headlong... the girl who saw Tatiana’s grandmother carrying a sack of sugar and told her mother who told her father who told the Luga Soviet that Vasily Metanov harbored sugar he had no intention of giving up? The girl who did something so unspeakable with her own brother she was nearly killed by her own father’s hand—and she herself had said the boy got worse—and this previously unmentioned brother was, after all, dead. The girl who stood unafraid under rowan trees and sat under a gaggle of crows and did not feel black omens, the girl who told Tatiana her wicked stories, tempted Tatiana with her body, turned away from Marina as Marina was drowning...who turned Marina against Tatiana, the girl who didn’t believe in demons, who thought everything was all good in the universe, could she . . . What if...? What if this was not an accident? Moaning loudly, Tatiana turned away to the other side as if she’d just had a nightmare. But she hadn’t been dreaming. Saika took her compass and her knife. But Marina took her watch. And there it was. That was the thing eating up Tatiana from the inside out. Could Marina have been in on something like this? Twisting from side to side did not assuage her torn stomach, did not mollify her sunken heart. Making anguished noises, her eyes closed, she couldn’t think of fields, or Luga, or swimming, or clover or warm milk, anything. All good thoughts were drowned in the impossible sorrow. Could Marina have betrayed her?

Paullina Simons

Well I looked at my watch and it said a quarter to five,

The headline screamed that I was still alive,

I couldn't understand it, I thought I died last night.

I dreamed I'd been in a border town,

In a little cantina that the boys had found,

I was desperate to dance, just to dig the local sounds.

When along came a senorita,

She looked so good that I had to meet her,

I was ready to approach her with my English charm,

When her brass knuckled boyfriend grabbed me by the arm,

And he said, grow some funk of your own, amigo,

Grow some funk of your own.

We no like to with the gringo fight,

But there might be a death in Mexico tonite.

...

Take my advice, take the next flight,

And grow some funk, grow your funk at home.

        -- Elton John, "Grow Some Funk of Your Own"

Fortune Cookie

Once there was a little nerd who loved to read your mail,

And then yank back the i-access times to get hackers off his tail,

And once as he finished reading from the secretary's spool,

He wrote a rude rejection to her boyfriend (how uncool!)

And this as delivermail did work and he ran his backfstat,

He heard an awful crackling like rat fritters in hot fat,

And hard errors brought the system down 'fore he could even shout!

    And the bio bug'll bring yours down too, ef you don't watch out!

And once they was a little flake who'd prowl through the uulog,

And when he went to his blit that night to play at being god,

The ops all heard him holler, and they to the console dashed,

But when they did a ps -ut they found the system crashed!

Oh, the wizards adb'd the dumps and did the system trace,

And worked on the file system 'til the disk head was hot paste,

But all they ever found was this:  "panic: never doubt",

    And the bio bug'll crash your box too, ef you don't watch out!

When the day is done and the moon comes out,

And you hear the printer whining and the rk's seems to count,

When the other desks are empty and their terminals glassy grey,

And the load is only 1.6 and you wonder if it'll stay,

You must mind the file protections and not snoop around,

    Or the bio bug'll getcha and bring the system down!

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