
Joseph Duncan
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Stories (20/0)
Inner Truth
I was a young twenty-something year old, working eight to ten hours a day, six days a week, at a job I grew to detest. There was no time to do anything, not even get a haircut. It was just work; go home and clean up; cook a quick meal; sleep; and do it all over again the next day. Day after day.
By Joseph Duncan7 months ago in Psyche
Chaosian Contact
“You need to button that stuff up, Kev. We’ll be leaving in about ten minutes.” Sara’s voice called from the doorway. “Alright.” Kevin replied as he looked up from his computer screen, just catching a glimpse of the fiery little redhead as she continued on her way to the prep-chamber.
By Joseph Duncanabout a year ago in Futurism
Break on Through
They say you can't fight city hall and win. Well, I foolishly fought the County's legal system and walked away calling it a draw. I think they were just happy to get rid of me and make it all go away. One less problem-child to deal with.
By Joseph Duncanabout a year ago in Confessions