stamped in fiction: flash, one word, etc.

  • Oct. 14, 2013, 11:20 p.m.
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The machine buzzed through my arms from where the handcuffs, for safety they said, tethered me to the monster. I fed the sheet metal through, pulled back and the press stamped the shoe horns from the feed. Thousands of stamps later, the box was full and an hour had passed.


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