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Quantum Leaptop

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By Pete Jesson

I met Dr. Sydney at a Houston symposium for computing while investigating a case that was going slow. Wanting to use my spare time wisely, I moseyed on over to a 5-day conference on the future of computing, especially in the afternoon when Doctor’s Sydney and Rochelle were speaking. I had heard about the theory of quantum computing around the millennium but thought it was many decades off. The theory was a bit wild, as was the research from what I read. Dr. Sydney changed my mind on the matter in just a few hours and I was excited to think about the possibilities of this type of computing power, but then again… [Read more…] about Quantum Leaptop

No Stones

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By Julie Thorndyke

She nearly walked straight into him, coming around the street corner, walking purposefully on the narrow footpath, he just closing the gate in the low white picket fence, still showing the tide mark of recent floods.

Their simultaneous apologies, in broken half-sentences, were polite and automatic.

You’re Tom’s wife, aren’t you?

She was startled to hear her husband’s name slide so glibly from a stranger’s tongue.
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Higher Learning

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By Becca Diane

Carrie looked at the tuition bill and her eyes went wide as the full moon. How in the hell was she going to pay that much fucking money?! She let the paper fall from her fingers and she paced her dorm room, which she was now going to have to move out of. It was costing too much. She would find classmates or someone to live with off campus. She kept swearing as she was throwing ideas around in her head. She needed some fresh air…plus the moon was getting close to full. She needed to run.
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The Floating Flautist

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By Chess Desalls

ZENNE CLOSED HER EYES and began to play. Her delicate fingertips fluttered across the holes of a wooden flute. Arpeggios skipped through syncopated rhythms in deep, mellow tones. The notes stretched and grew. They wailed when she rested her fingers for too long and tapered to completion before she took her next breath.

While playing, Zenne tapped one foot on the floor. The taps softened and faded until her foot no longer came in contact with the floor. The space between foot and floor lengthened as Zenne continued keeping time by heartbeat. Ba-dum, rest. Ba-dum, rest. Three four time. The time signature of the human heart.
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The Carnival Boys

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By Damien W. Green

They sent out the dogs hoping to find the scent and track those dirty bastards down. Stealing radioactive chickens and selling their eggs to the Soviets. We had them in sting, a perfect set-up but one of the guys was listening to his Walkman, someone said it was The Smiths, and didn’t hear them pull in. Heaven knows I’m miserable now. So we had to send the dogs out in hopes of finding them before dark puts the clamps down. The state line is only four to five miles south so time is of the essence. We’ve sent Deputy Jon Johnson ahead as well. He’s a runner, mostly marathons but some smaller events as well. He’s won the annual Slaughter’s Mad Dash 5k three years in a row. In a town where the largest employer is a slaughter house that’s the kind of thing you get.
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