storytelling
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I used to think I was a cactus. Turns out I wasn’t. I was just a stubborn plant trapped in bad circumstances. Back then I lived in a dented coffee can sitting on the floorboard of an old eighteen-wheeler. The man who carried me around wasn’t much different than I was. We were both things…
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Imagine walking into a bookstore. You pick up a fantasy novel. The back cover reads: “In the beginning, a powerful creator places two freshly crafted humans into an enchanted garden. Everything is perfect. There is only one rule. Do not eat from the magical tree that grants knowledge. Naturally, five minutes later, somebody eats the…
