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A Briton who's been working in a language school in Tokyo has some kind of nervous breakdown and now suffers from anterograde amnesia which causes him to drop out of his normal life, sleep rough, and wander the streets of the city with the aid of a quaint and sometimes absurdly anachronistic manual on Living in Tokyo written for U.S. military personel in 1947 which gets him into all manner of scrapes until he is finally tracked down and rescued by his sister.


@fmf said
A Briton who's been working in a language school in Tokyo has some kind of nervous breakdown and now suffers from anterograde amnesia which causes him to drop out of his normal life, sleep rough, and wander the streets of the city with the aid of a quaint and sometimes absurdly anachronistic manual on Living in Tokyo written for U.S. military personel in 1947 which gets him into all manner of scrapes until he is finally tracked down and rescued by his sister.
Dude...

You can't use your life story 🙄


Pete, a lorry driver, has been a longstanding bigamist with a wife and grown-up kids in Birkenhead and another wife and grown-up kids in Croyden when, as luck would have it, thanks to online dating, one of his sons from Birkenhead meets and falls in love with one of his daughters from Croyden and they plan a wedding which Pete desperately wants to prevent from happening without revealing the truth about his two families.


The wordless woman took six days to ride her white horse from her village to the capital - where she'd stand for president - during which time she never once spoke to anyone which some interpreted as meaning she'd solve problems and not just talk about them, whereas, for others, her silence - oddly - either signalled rejection or acceptance of patriarchy, though others interpreted the riding on the horse as symbolizing environmentalism or championing an agrarian economy or the poor, and there were others who saw it more broadly as endorsing traditionalism with the horse's white coat symboling clean politics and the coalition she built in this way, over those six days, riding the horse, saying nothing, was seen as a work of political genius, unstoppable and wildly popular, and so, after her inauguration, she abolished all future elections.

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Nabokov goes to Ipanema.

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After some discussion but with one accord, the members of The Ghost Chamber decide to leave RHP Forums for some undisclosed destination (perhaps a Discord server), leaving the unworthy riff-raff they left behind to fend for themselves and "enjoy" the company of their fellow riff-raff deplorables.

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In the gentlest way possible, she sent the man running from the tavern and paid his tab so the wait staff didn’t suffer from the shenanigans, as it was always the way things were…

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The reason for the divorce had been the mental cruelty Janice had endured but now the survivors' message board was providing warmth generated by anonymous disinhibition and shocking, liberating detail with people getting stuff off their chests without self-blame as they were all looking ahead, or, maybe, some of them, even looking for love, and, indeed, there was one man online who' described how he'd suffered at the hands of his partner and Janice was enthralled by how the set-pieces ~ the suffocations, the harangues, the psychological cul-de-sacs, the sleepless nights spent chewing over paralyzing injustices ~ how they all mirrored hers exactly, as did his rueful dissection of them, and so she was drawn to him and asked privately for his number, only to find her breathing stopped and her eyes tingled as she checked it again, trembling, nauseous, realizing it was her ex-husband's number.


@fmf said
The reason for the divorce had been the mental cruelty Janice had endured but now the survivors' message board was providing warmth generated by anonymous disinhibition and shocking, liberating detail with people getting stuff off their chests without self-blame as they were all looking ahead, or, maybe, some of them, even looking for love, and, indeed, there was one man online w ...[text shortened]... eyes tingled as she checked it again, trembling, nauseous, realizing it was her ex-husband's number.
Run, Janice, run.


@hakima said
Run, Janice, run.
The reason for the divorce had been the mental cruelty Janice had endured but now the survivors' message board was providing warmth generated by anonymous disinhibition and shocking, liberating detail with people getting stuff off their chests without self-blame as they were all looking ahead, or, maybe, some of them, even looking for love, and, indeed, there was one man online who' described how he'd suffered at the hands of his partner and Janice was enthralled by how the set-pieces ~ the suffocations, the harangues, the psychological cul-de-sacs, the sleepless nights spent chewing over paralyzing injustices ~ how they all mirrored hers exactly, as did his rueful dissection of them, and so she was drawn to him and asked privately for his number, only to find her breathing stopped and her eyes tingled as she checked it again, trembling, nauseous, realizing it was her ex-husband's number, but, boy oh boy, tell you what, this time she RAN and kept running.

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