okay, here's my chapter two of English English 405: How to Write a Gripping, Tensile Post ala Profanity.
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It was much like any other summer's day in Columbus, and I was on my way to work as usual when....(Dramatic music) nothing happened.
Scarcely able to believe my eyes, I looked down. But one glance confirmed my suspicions. Behind a bush on the side of the road, there was no severed arm, no dismembered trunk of a man in his late fifties, no head in a bag, nothing...not a sock.
For me, this was not to be the start of any trail of events which would not, in no time at all, involve me in neither a tangled knot of suspicion nor any web of lies, which would, had I been not uninvolved, surely have led to no other place than East Broad Street, Columbus Ohio!
But it was not to be. I reached my office in East Columbus at 6:30 am. Exactly the same time as I usually get in.
Secretary: Morning, Rick.
Rick: Morning, Enid.
Enid, a sharp eyed, clever young girl, who had been with the govt. for only 4 weeks, couldn't help noticing the complete absence of tiny but telltale bloodstains on my clothing. Nor did she notice anything strange in my behavior that whole morning! Nor the next morning. Nor at any time before or since the entire period she worked with the government.
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