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    The picturesque village of Buell, Maine is one of the last in the United States to continue the tradition of the “harvest” or “prosperity” lottery. Its residents insist the lottery makes them stronger, even as condemnation from outsiders grows.

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    25 Mar 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 15

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    Why Ozzer doesn't want to be a lieutenant. With examples.

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    22 Mar 2026

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    Edwin had forgotten what Hell was like.

    Not in the way that he could ever forget what had happened to him there – what years of screaming and dying and running and hiding and running had been like. It is of the way one forgets the exact pain of a needle until it punctures their skin again. Except for Edwin it is akin to one giant needle piercing him straight through, and scrambling any organs left intact on its way out. And although Edwin had attempted to not make a habit in considering the particulars of pain of his time in Hell, a small part of his brain not clouded by inconceivable agony, or being used to scream his throat bloody, considers that he cannot recall it ever feeling this unbearable.

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    20 Mar 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 22

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    Edwin lies with his head buried in Charles’ neck, eyes closed and content to let the world continue its course as the light that touches his face filters through Charles’ hair. There is warm breath where breath should not be – against skin on a neck long dead, from a boy dead long before that – but it is not alarming, simply soothing. An even heave of air filling the space between murmured words.

    Charles’ arm may be the only thing stopping Edwin from tumbling off the couch onto the ground, hand snug at his waist pulling him closer, allowing them to press together from shoulder to hip. Charles’ left hand holds a book, thumb pinning the inner spine upright. Edwin rather connects with the book in that way, his own spine stilling at every innocent, rhythmic brush of Charles’ fingers across it.

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  5. Public Bookmark 17

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    Charles doesn't know why he's stressing out so much about this. It's a normal question! He knows that. He's not digging after anything juicy or private. It's a perfectly innocent piece of information to want to know about your best friend!

    Yet Charles genuinely thinks he would rather lick rust than ask Edwin Payne when his birthday is. 

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