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THE BAZAAR BY JOSÉ ANDRÉS

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Jamás pensé que mi pega iba a ser escribir, siempre fue mi hobby, menos aún pensé que podría terminar escribiendo en una revista y de gastronomía… Simplemente es un trabajo que ni en mis sueños me había imaginado. 1,223 more words

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The Bazaar: Epilogue

Epilogue

God is greatest, God is greatest.
I bear witness there is none worthy of worship except Allah.

The call to prayer came just as the sun began to dip below the horizon. 1,437 more words

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The Bazaar: Chapter 41

Fairy Tale Ending

Emily returned to the Land Rover to find Fulton hunched over, vomiting into the gutter. His puke was that thick, yellow bile you threw up after a night of hard drinking. 150 more words

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The Bazaar: Chapter 40

Faisal’s Nightmare

Faisal didn’t immediately perceive the missile impact. He couldn’t feel it and he couldn’t immediately see it, either, what with the FLIR camera being mounted on the underside of the fuselage. 297 more words

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The Bazaar: Chapter 39

Grand Finale

Fulton heard a tremendous commotion rise up somewhere behind the vehicle. Another missile, probably. He twisted to look out the SUV’s shattered rear window. 76 more words

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The Bazaar: Chapter 38

Dance of Death

Emily watched the drone enter a ninety-degree dive, looking for all the world like an over-sized lawn dart.

She had never seen one maneuver so violently. 226 more words

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The Bazaar: Chapter 37

Evasive Action

Faisal saw the Lady Merc.

He saw the flash, the smoke trailing out behind it.

Fucking Strela. Growing up around Russian military hardware Strela became Faisal’s generic term for all man-portable air defense systems. 59 more words

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