Lavanya Narasimhan
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Figuring out this writing thing... somehow.
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A Fair Trade
Twenty criticisms. That’s all. You have to bear twenty criticisms and you’ll get $20,000. That was the deal that came to you in a dream last night. At least, you thought it was a dream till you woke up and saw it on your dresser: sheafs of hundred dollar bills, crisp and green and... slightly glowing. It was tangible and real. There was absolutely twenty grand in your hands. The glowing was odd—though, you suppose, no odder than having it in the first place. But that is what the dream-being had said would happen: If you could endure twenty insults in the span of the next twelve hours that $20K would stop glowing and you could spend it. It wasn’t cumulative, the dream-being made sure to mention. It wasn’t a thousand bucks per insult; it was all twenty for twenty grand or nothing.
By Lavanya Narasimhan3 years ago in Humans