
The whole day was quiet and still, but when I left my post for two minutes to take a phonecall, the whole city decided to have a look at our go café ![]()
I enter from the staff door, G8
…um… what happened?
(Please check if I included all the previous moves)
necroing under the cover of darkness
Inspired by…
I swear I’m not actively trying to foment…well, I mean a little.
Looks like CChristina has gone home for the day.
Probably on account of the hazardous worksite conditions.
This now reminds me of Six Characters in Search of an Author. What happened? Is this story condemned to join the Limbo of Lost Books?
Did those six characters actually find an author?
If so, there may still be hope for this go story.
Secretly hoping that @Conrad_Melville ....
will write something interesting and erudite (preferably with footnotes) about this.
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A security guard arrives at E7 to accost a stranger and protect Black’s estate. In a moment of mystical enlightenment, he feels like a character in a play. But who is the author? He decides he is the author of his own story.
Footnote
Inspired by Luigi Pirandello’s Six Characters in Search of an Author (1921), widely regarded as one of the greatest plays of the 20th-century.
(Sorry, I don’t know how to insert a board.)
Howdy, partner, as a consequence of an overdose of (spaghetti)westerns I have seen in the last week, I too will fence off my part of the dessert.
So don’t cross the line or we will see who will draw his revolvers the fastest. (Don’t worry, I will send flowers to your next of kin.)
Whoa, there. I said E7 for Black. The stranger being accosted is E6.
well, there goes my story.
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This better?
Sorry, suffering from a writer’s block.
If anyone,(yes anyone and that includes you too) can provide a story, that would be nice.
The stranger is standing his ground and called in a friend (B) to back him up,





