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Danford was a garbage truck. He was powered by natural gas. When you are a machine you do not feel hunger as animals do, nor tire in quite the same […]
Danford was a garbage truck. He was powered by natural gas. When you are a machine you do not feel hunger as animals do, nor tire in quite the same […]
Farnham’s machine was a box. It was big and black, with a plastic input cubby like a doggy door in its side. You put the secret inside, Farnham would tap […]
The mechanical gears of my little man swung, and chimed the noon. Deep inside his plastic box of a chest, no grooves or chutes visible on its milky soft surface, […]