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RE: Steemit Community! Let's Write a Collective Novel One Paragraph at a Time!
It all started one balmy August evening. As I rode my pet snake down to the pub, I tied it next to the other reptiles lined up next to the worm troughs. I transmitted the reptile-minder a couple of milliSteem to take care of Fraunderfurt, before entering the luminous has that filled the bar. I only wanted a chance to inhale the fumes rising from the synthetic moss on the bar, but what I found would change me forever.
Her name was Laoola and she was a showgirl. The tendrils hanging down to the bar had my fascinated and hypnotised. I stared at her in both adoration and disgust. Could something so divine be drinking a Machrovian fruit and slither cocktail in a place like this? Had she no taste at all? Ignoring the stench from her chosen poison I sidled closer to introduce myself.