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All correspondences are forged by the Treat Typists Guild, Local 202, in the typewriter sweatshop hidden in the Semi-Auntomous Exclave of Belugastan. Forgeries are then delivered to unsuspecting rival nation-states in the nearby Metropolis. All documents are forged on the first take, typos included.
All letters are approved of by the Sovereign Republic of Belugastan's Typewriter Politburo and subsequently placed in the Outbox, to be delivered to neighboring states.
Queries from all parties may be directed to the Grand Vizier:
joel {{at}} laserscorpion [dot] com
Or to Commisar-General:
joel {{at}} laserscorpion [dot] com
Or to Commisar-General:
SamuelRaphael at Gmail dot Com
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Ah, Timmy and Buster, two lovebirds in the cage of a baseball team. Tim feels the jealousy when Kristen kisses Buster, but who does Buster come stay with to 'strategize' for the game? I feel so bad for Zito - he's hurting because he has no one, right? Burrell at least has Huff, even if it's only in painful fantasy. Perhaps someday..... Timmy has a married Buster, but at least for now it works and that's all that matters. I so eagerly await every chapter - thank you and I can't wait for the playoffs to start!
ReplyDeleteYour fic is very realistic. The first thing that crossed my mind when I saw new pics about spring training was: "The lovers come together again".
ReplyDeleteThanks for other chapter, I felt sorrow by Tim, always in the shadows, trying no feeling. And failing, and poor Zito too.
(Depth sigh here) I really would like that Buster choose Tim, once and for all
more, please!