The New Tenants

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The flying insect flew low until it was at eye-level. Zipping straight for the man’s head, it executed a kamikaze charge before pulling up at the last minute to soar over the man’s nose and forehead. He looked up from his book, and felt irritated. His apartment was on the twenty-first floor. The presence of a flying insect at such heights and in such a barren landscape was unnatural.

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Talon Abernathy 민호수

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“… as reality is partly the result of human effort, the person who… refrains from hopeful action is really abdicating the human task.”

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