Who Am I This Time?

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Just down the road

"I live just down the road."
"Down the road? Where exactly?"
"Just to the west of here."
"The west?"
"Yes."
"Like, as in, toward the ocean west?"
"Yeah."
"I didn't... I mean, you're joking right?"
"No."
"No one lives over there. No one's even allowed over there. It's a quarantine zone."
"It was years ago. Now it's just abandoned. The perfect place to be left alone by everyone."

Gleaming the razor's edge

I gleamed the cube hard on Saturday. A little too hard. It turns out if you're going to gleam the cube, you should probably make sure the edges are soft, cause when you fall off, you get cut the fuck up.

This one has a title...

It's 3.03am on January 23rd, 2009. What are you up to?

Give me your eyes, that I might see...

In the beginning, there was silence.