Friday Fictioneers

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“This is the worst part of my job”, voiced Charlie. “Everyone has a big old time partying, dancing, and drinking, and this is what’s left of it all. Sunday mornings here at the resort I thought would be an easy task, and I could do some beach and surf time. Cleaning up after these absolute slobs, I mean look at it! Doesn’t anyone know how to use a trash can anymore?” Charlie was venting to his girlfriend who was helping him clean up. They mistakenly thought this was going to be a great summer job.

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29 August 2025

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