I am with, I am a, stone age hunters.
There is a hunter not from our clan who is attacking us. He attacks
without concern for his safety and strikes vicious blows against us. His
stone daggers are sharp and I am cut badly.
Pushed to the edge, our clan is unanimous [sic] in agreeing to defeat
him.
It is night when he attacks us next. He strikes and slashes one of the
hunters, and we are all after him. We circle around him, and we give to
him what he has given us.
"We spare your life, though you have not spared us. Here is food."
And he is happy to die.
Orca
Our clan is small. But not small enouigh for the food we can find. We
know of great clan that we will raid.
We are chased out and narrowly avoid being killed by spears, by jumping
in to the sea off a cliff.
In the sea an orca and I find each other. The orca carries me on its
back and races through the water. It is exhilirating.
Computer store
A couple months before christmas, in china town, my wife and I rent a
small (10" x 10") store front shop, and renovate it to look kind of like
a jewellery store. We use lots of varnished light coloured wood, and
strip lighting with spots.
We negotiate a deal on getting the leasehold improvements for free by
paying 6 months rent in advance.
We fill the story with expensive high quality computers and gadgets, and
well dressed chinese salesmen to sell them, and the store is packed.
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