The book store and the secret of the cursed queen

Once upon a time there was an evil wizard living in a land of great joy and happiness. The ruler of that land was not a king, it was a queen. A very kind queen with a love for...

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The Queen and her Corgi. Living the high life of a Royal

Welcome to the high life of a Royal. In this case we have a look at the Queen herself. Being a Queen has its perks. I mean I can't contemplate what is going on behind those doors of the...

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The print room with an extra few zeros added

I don't mind working in an open office at all. It's only when someone has to print something. It sends my nerves into overdrive. That gentle "ping", indicating a plethora of annoying sounds to follow. There aren't too many...

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Deep down in the ocean

It is a great honour to tell you my story, a story with deep depth and great glory I have no intentions to bore you to death, as we dive deep into the oceans depth It should be clear to you...

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Sad to hear, so so sad.

Not many things bother me. Barely anything makes me sad. However, I get up in the morning and find that the coffee machine had a leak. It is terminal. Kaput. Not worth fixing. Gone to the recyclers. We had such...

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What is the secret?

We have a secret here. Can I trust you? You know, if this gets out, our heads are on the block. It has to remain OUR secret! Ach, I don't know. How much do you know about the Fenders? I...

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The tools, what are they up to when you’re not around?

It is 2 am and the illustration had to be finished but Marks eyes weren't working anymore. He was dead tired and wanted to go to be. He puts his tools down and turns off the lights. This is...

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Is home a sweet home?

Home Sweet Home. A term we hear a lot. But who is defining a sweet home? Who makes the call? It's not me. I have found my home. Actually I got born in my home. It even comes with...

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Cassandra is on the swing and aiming high

Higher! Higher! Cassandra is squealing. I want to swing as high as the sky! I want to swing as far as the moon! I want to swing into the next century! Little did Cassandra know that this is exactly where...

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Sam the self-proclaimed royal cat of San Francisco

May I introduce, ME! Everybody, this is me. You can call me Sam. I rule this castle in the hills of San Francisco. Sam is just a short form. My full name is Royal Ruler, Sir Samalot the first, Monarch...

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