Tag: habit
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CLOISTERED
The ridiculous habit made it difficult to clamber down the bush-covered arch into the cloister. From there it was a sprint across the lawn to the door, where she knocked four times. The door was opened. They paused at the gateway. Was this what they really wanted? Would the Lord be watching them? No time to…
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DYSFUNCTIONAL
Max stared at the wall. He threw the chewed paperclip into the plastic cup and picked up a fresh one. ‘How many is that?’ Darcy asked from across the cubicle divide. ‘Ten.’ Max answered, putting the new paperclip between his teeth. ‘You’re not functioning well today.’ ‘A-ha!’ Max shouted and spat out the paperclip. Leaning…