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Daily Short Story 39a

Short StoriesBy Jason Goodyear06/17/2025

Air Conditioning As the sleek new sports car wound its way up the torturous road, Henri thought back to the torture he had received ten minutes ago. “Ah, air conditioning,” he thought as he aimed the vents toward the numerous whip marks on his legs, chest, and groinal area.

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