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      <title>All Seasons Sweet (in Uncertain Stories)</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;In a world of synthesized plenty, Leo searches for a peach that will . &lt;a href=&#34;https://www.uncertainstories.com/short-stories/all-seasons-sweet/&#34;&gt;Available in &lt;em&gt;Broken Ground&lt;/em&gt; from Uncertain Stories.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;blockquote&gt;&#xA;&lt;p&gt;Peaches came in a hundred engineered varieties, each insipidly perfect.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 03 May 2024 18:59:24 +0100</pubDate>
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      <description>A story about falling in love with your dentist.</description>
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      <title>Residual Spirits</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 26 Jun 2023 11:31:37 +0100</pubDate>
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      <description>A 250-word story about being haunted by the parts of you you&amp;rsquo;ve lost.</description>
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      <title>The Double (in The Fiction Desk)</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;After a heavy night, Jasmine finds herself duplicated. While her other self is living her life, she tries to work out what is left for her. &lt;a href=&#34;https://www.thefictiondesk.com/anthologies/new-ghost-stories-iv.php&#34;&gt;Available in &lt;em&gt;New Ghost Stories IV&lt;/em&gt; from The Fiction Desk.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;blockquote&gt;She woke up on a sofa , as she so often did when waking was this painful. Four miles away, her other self slept soundly in her bed.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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      <title>A Quick Look Back</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 12 Mar 2023 14:07:49 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>A very short story about the fear that everyone in heaven will know your secrets.</description>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 27 Dec 2022 17:25:34 +0000</pubDate>
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      <description>An imagined history of the tradition of giving socks as a Christmas present.</description>
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      <title>The Magic Passageway</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 16 Jun 2020 21:14:17 +0100</pubDate>
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      <description>A short and silly story about (not) escaping the Covid-19 lockdown.</description>
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      <title>Dan and the Dead Boy (in The Fiction Desk)</title>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2014 09:30:00 +0100</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;After receiving a donated kidney from a stranger, the narrator struggles with the feeling that part of his body is not really his. &lt;a href=&#34;http://www.thefictiondesk.com/anthologies/there-was-once-a-place.php&#34;&gt;Available in the Fiction Desk anthology &lt;em&gt;There Was Once a Place.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&#xA;&lt;blockquote&gt;Lying in recovery after my first satisfying piss in three years, I ran my fingers over the dressing on my belly and imagined sliding them through the incision to tear out the dead boy’s kidney. I saw it flop off the bed, a bloody half-moon left behind on the sheet, and landing on the floor to be carried off by a cleaner; and my body being mine again. They say it might last ten years. A decade with it, as my blood runs through and becomes his blood.&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description>
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