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  • For prospective new members, a word of warning: don't use common names like Dennis, Simon, or Kenny if you decide to create an account. Spammers have used them all before you and gotten those names flagged in the anti-spam databases. Your account registration will be rejected because of it.
  • Since it has happened MULTIPLE times now, I want to be very clear about this. You do not get to abandon an account and create a new one. You do not get to pass an account to someone else and create a new one. If you do so anyway, you will be banned for creating sockpuppets.
  • Due to the actions of particularly persistent spammers and trolls, we will be banning disposable email addresses from today onward.

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    For a long time, Leo did not move. He sat on the mattress with an apple in each hand, and the only sounds in the whole house were his own breathing — fast and shallow — and the low hum of the refrigerator in the next room. Two apples. He looked at the one in his right hand. He looked at the one...
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