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They think I__ not entirely __rounded in reality_, they say. They want me to go to some live-in nerdy activity ranch thing for troubled Canadian youth, that one out in Ontario where you come back programmed like some robot, dressed in a tye-dyed shirt and eating tuna sandwiches,_ Mandy explained, a horrified look on her face. __ou__e eighteen, not twelve! Would they really send you to some rat__ nest like that?_ Wendy questioned in mock horror. __w hell no, if you get sent there, they__l make you hold hands and sing songs about caring! And they__l force you to recycle everything in blue canisters, and to discuss your emotions in front of groups of bratty little dopes!___ear god, they__l have geeky youth wiener roasts at night, and no locks on the doors!_ Mandy added, eyes wide. __It__l be the day pigs fly, my parents have the camp brochure on the fridge but they__l never go through with sending me there. They always forget.

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Nobody seems to know which came first; egg or chicken _ except of course for agents of the Time Saving Agency _ who can find out anything about, well _ anything. The only trouble is, they aren__ talking _ however, you can take it from me _ they know. The answer to these and other puzzles are kept safe and secure behind fire-walls and thick security doors secured with, er _ time-locks, where one could possibly find answers to many other troubling questions, and not all of them necessarily relating to chickens.

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Christina Engela

The Time Saving Agency

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The moon seemed to veil herself before the bold looks of Satan. The night was cold. All the doors were closed, all the windows darkened. and the streets deserted. From their appearance, one would have imagined that, for a long time past no foot had traversed those silent streets. Everything around us bore a death-like aspect. It seemed as if, when day came, no one would open their doors; that no head, of woman or of child, would look out of those dark, dull windows; that no step would break the silence which fell, like a pall, upon all around. I seemed to be walking in a city which had been buried some ages. In truth, the town seemed to have been depopulated, and the cemetery to have grown full.Still we went forward, without hearing a murmur, or meeting even with a shadow. The street stretched for a long way across this fearful city of silence and repose. At last we reached my house.'You remember it?' said the fiend.'Yes,' replied I, sullenly, 'let us enter.' 'First,' said he, 'we must open the door. It is I, by the way, who invented the science of opening doors without breaking them in. In fact, I have a second key to all doors and gates - with one exception - that of Paradise!