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Tweeprose: ‘Almost Everything’ by A. N. Gretly (For @AnanRaafat)

The dizzy streets were calmer now, but the noises and the scars of those who walked them seemed to linger on and on to infinity like ghosts of past failures. The air smelt of raw Creekwell nights, like stains of … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Twisted’ by A. N. Gretly (For @Zucker_Frei)

No one was allowed to talk about what happened in that building years and years ago, but people often whispered here and there like they always do. However, anyone who seemed to have been whispering too much either disappeared, or … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘Blackness’ by A. N. Gretly (For @MaiMostafa__)

That rotten stench found its way into his sensitive nostrils. A mixture of hot sweat, dirty socks, and booze, booze, booze. He sat there at the bar, The Cave that is, holding a glass of cheap whisky with both hands, … Continue reading

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Tweeprose: ‘The Division Bell’ by A. N. Gretly (for @SherifMohyeldin)

Arcturus Murray sat down one evening after sniffing some powdered magic mushrooms, with an epiphytical smile on his pale face. The stench was unbearable; a crossed-eyed pilot drooped lazily in the mist of his mind, visions blurred. The world was broken, ruined, … Continue reading

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‘The Monsters’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

The monsters, they roam the streets at night time, fangs bear, and claws sharp as razor blades. I have wondered many a-night in my time of brooding, whether they are monsters wearing human masks, or humans with monstrous faces. Either … Continue reading

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‘Round and Round and Round’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

Beneath a canopy of refracted neon lights of a million colors cutting through thick white clouds of dreary mist intermixed with smoke, a black Chevy screeched forward into the night, leaving dark marks tattooed upon the asphalt. Thousands of people … Continue reading

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‘Back To The Asylum:Part Two(Finale)’ by Ahmed Nader Gretly

II Sheer shock struck me from head to toe, my heart jumped into my throat, and I felt a cold cement block at the pit of my stomach. I was on the floor with my back to the wall, looking … Continue reading

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