One day the racist biased guy disembarked on the Norwegian Utoya island and shot seventy-seven teenagers on summer holidays. After months trying to decide if he was sane or insane, the court sentenced him to serve twenty-one years in prison. Ninety-eight days, eighteen hours, eighteen minutes, eighteen seconds per life.
This is a group of very short stories written in easy English. They mean a picture of shocking facts through only fifty words. Neither more nor less.
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lunes, 20 de octubre de 2014
martes, 9 de abril de 2013
Shit island
The monkey lived on a shit island. There were shit palm-trees with the shape of a shit. The coconuts were made of shit and were shit stinking. “Monkey” was used to those coconuts and loved their smell and taste. One day, he got the enlightenment and escaped from the island.
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