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22: To be associated with pleasure, perchance it may offer something good

The lady shifted with uncertainty from one high heel to another. She was distinctively attractive, the cut of her dress was threatening, and her strawberry-blond hair was set off seductively by the sun. Perhaps her uncertainty was triggered by Cadbury Fife, who … Continue reading

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21: Juggle all the world’s detritus

Cadbury Fife arrived at the offices of Cadbury Fife’s Detective Agency. He decided to surprise the world by entering via the front door. Cadbury: [Entering via the front door] What is going on here!? Gullet: Database Entry, Profile Assessment, Psychological … Continue reading

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16: The Terms of Cadbury’s Detective Agency

As Selia sat across from Cadbury she became, for the first time, vaguely aware of Process. Perhaps it was the seeming total lack of Process that was urging her to believe that there must in fact be some process at … Continue reading

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14: The tragic outcome of our continued existence

Selia had taken to drinking heavily to prepare for work. Like work itself, it had become a ritual, a chore that she needed to executed in order to get through. Tonight, due to certain other responsibilities, such as detective’s appointments, … Continue reading

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13: The Moth Epidemic in the East

For a craven, stooping, middle-aged Detective’s Assistant, Mr. Gullet was surprisingly technically adept. In fact, his home appeared to be a computer research laboratory. Spread across numerous desks were perhaps a dozen computers of different types and sizes, some in … Continue reading

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11: People are toxic to the human condition

Cadbury sits on the private balcony of Cadbury’s Detective Agency, alone, staring at a massive sprawl of humanity spreading out into the night. Each shimmering light is both a glimmer of hope and a spore of a vast, deadly disease. Cadbury: People … Continue reading

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9: The fascinating stupidity of humans

Cadbury Fife was partially disrobed, but also partially robed. Which is to say that, when worn without pants, the long coat he wore gave the appearance of a robe. He had been performing a rather delicate sliding dance move with two … Continue reading

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8: Some type of high-society circus clown

Selia hurried into the elevator and rushed to press the button for the 50th floor. Selia: [Getting frustrated as the button wasn't activated] What is your malfunction, button? Then realizing it was afterhours, Selia remembered she needed to swipe her security card … Continue reading

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7: Only Cadbury Fife can solve your case backwards

In the game of detective work, the skill was to solve the case using the minimum number of moves, and with the maximum amount of sex appeal. Cadbury: The mechanics of detecthievery. Anyone could solve the case, most likely, if they bothered … Continue reading

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6: All runners secretly feel like criminals

Through the night. Furiously cold, concerned about something she had forgotten, moving too quickly, wondering  if she had parked her car correctly, relatively sure that something unfortunate was about to start happening. Selia had never felt like a criminal before, yet … Continue reading

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