I DON’T BELIEVE, I KNOW PART 1.
I DON’T BELIEVE, I KNOW PART 2.
Arthur left his office with all the material he gathered. The deep water camera screen did not dominate his desk anymore and only four scratches on the wood reminded him it once stood there. The camera itself was on its way up to be reinstalled. Dr. Fritz made sure it was in an area he considered shark-free.
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I DON’T BELIEVE, I KNOW PART 1.
“What do you want?” Arthur barked as he opened.
“Good morning. I would like to apologize and explain my behavior. May I come in?” Dr. Fritz slipped into the small vestibule.
Arthur snorted.
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“Can you confirm that shark is thirty meters long?” The newspaper reporter stepped into his path and pushed her microphone forward.
“Is there danger? How close can it get to us?”
More people circled him, poked him, and barked questions.
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Dear struggling writer, listen to the children of the night while you despair over your feeble manuscript. Let not the echoes of doubt and erased pages crush your will to write. Embrace the darkness in your writing space and succumb to the lure of inspiration…
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