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Jimmy and I had been friends forever; someone I could trust – or so I thought. When I showed him my replicating machine he promised he wouldn’t say anything – and he didn’t; but that morning as I drove up to the lab, I couldn’t believe what was driving out out of it. Why, Jimmy?
The End. [281 characters]
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They do look like replicas of each other.
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Trust no one! Loved the lateral direction you took using that prompt!
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Thank you and glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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Oh I remember Taxi’s in NYC…. only sometimes where they actually there when you needed them. But too many? Fun read.
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I’ve never been to NYC but I’ve seen so many movies set there I feel like I have. In these days of Uber and Lyft, they come to you… Thanks and glad you liked the story, Jules.
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Ohh no, Jimmy! What have you done!! Great take on the prompt.
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Thank you, Shweta 🙂
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I guess he didn’t know Jimmy as well as he thought he did! Hard lesson to learn!
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