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Oooo, this is a yeasty one, if you pardon the expression. Here's my 50-word story about decay.

Decay

The dead snake coiled beautifully into the bottom of the basket, displaying its intricate designs and colors. The basket enhanced this with its own muted tones and textures. She admired her creative use of Nature's gift found on the desert trail. Within days, though, it rotted into a stinky mess.

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I hope she composted it.

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LOL! Of course, she did.

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Fran, I just added a 50-word story to my comment. We crossed comments in the email.

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