How often do you meet new people? Not just regurgitating scripts during transactional interactions with humans, either, how often do you allow yourself open up so that new people can meet you? That does require the vulnerability of letting your guard down, inviting people to see your ego’s grit, and possibly getting hurt. “The Story” will focus on many people and encounters, centering around Trishna (left) and John (right), almost as guides through their world.
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The ideal world would not have any villains. We’d go about our peaceful days without conflict. This “drama-free” world would not be functional, however, because by our very natures we have different interests and therefore investments. I’d rather wake up early to write broadly about how John and Trishna (right), main characters of “The Story” might overcome adversity, here shown as Dr. Mindbender (left). You might prefer clicking on the link/image below to continue reading.
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“Train’s running late.”
“Yeah, Sam, and normally there are at least some people here at this stop.”
“It’s weird, Jane. This’s the last post outta 174′ in rush-year traffic. What day is it?”
“It’s five past October. No holidays come to mind in the Neuro. Weird.”
Two salarywomen chat about their delayed train at the 29th post of the FP-line, exiting the 174-9-Ughbug Space Colony for the 309-29-Suburbs, when one will step out onto the tracks.
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“What was that, Float?”
“Let’s race there!”
The two childhood friends already drove through hours of forest to arrive at that rest stop. They could see hints of their destination, still over two hours away, through the mountains. The suited man driving a white sports car revved his engine before the stylish man revved his red muscle car louder.
“How about to the next rest stop, Quest?”
“Yeah, no harm in pushing it… a little.”
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“What’s that, Float?”
“Let’s go see.”
The two friends skated through the college parking lot to a small rectangular object they saw while lounging around between classes. The obscured teacher’s parking area was empty except for trees, the two part-time students, and the worn leather object. The fitter of the two arrived first, grabbed the object, and started investigation before the lankier one arrived.
“That’s someone’s wallet, Quest.”
“Yeah, I’m just lookin’ inside for… ID.”
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