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Technology

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Business

Lorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry’s standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type…

Business

Lorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry’s standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type…

Technology

Lorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry’s standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type…

Technology

Lorem Ipsum is simply dummy text of the printing and typesetting industry. Lorem Ipsum has been the industry’s standard dummy text ever since the 1500s, when an unknown printer took a galley of type and scrambled it to make a type…

Fiction

By: Anthony Ward Charlie had stowed himself in the Cathedral. Not with any malicious intent you understand. It was just he thrived on experience. He liked to observe things in the unconventional.             He had sneaked up into the triforium…

Fiction

By: Dan O’Neill         “Can you believe  Mary Lou had the nerve to show up?, Kelly Thorpe says,a piece of Capone Chicago pizza,in one hand a glass of punch in the other one. She is sitting on a folding chair,…

Poetry

By: Angela Moore Helping by Healing I want to be better…than the person I’ve become.To shed this plastic shelland burn it in the flames of my truth.To saturate my soul with prideand humility.…to help this worldby healing myself.### You Are…

Poetry

By: Taiwo Oluseye Odesanya Mourning a dead lover To love is to reply to a text- smiling like an idiot,To be a comedian and a painter;Cracking jokes and painting smiles,To watch her from afar andWhisper prayers under your breath,Love is…

Fiction

By: Renee Chen You were the one who told me about the ancient tale from China, about two lovers who died for each other. That night, we were sitting on the cold roof of our school building, looking out into…