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In the past week, I got author #scam solicitations from these addresses:
Kehinde Rokeeb <rokeeb.authorrelations@gmail.com>
Info.ashley Hamilton <info.ashleyhamilton@gmail.com>
Claire H <claireexpert.marketer@gmail.com>
Helen Isreal <helenisreal.teerc1@gmail.com>

Notice anything in common?

I wish Google would raise the bar for people getting "free" email addresses.

"Surely," he said, and removed the top easily.
He looked up and found her making an entry in a small notebook.
"And with that," she said, making a quick tally, "Your #rank is number 1. That shitty Saintess is dead last."
"Mother!" the Hero called, exasperated, from the dining room. (6/6) #wss366

The Hero's mother called from the kitchen. "Would you give me a hand with something?"
The Demon Lord scowled, but the Hero only made shooing gestures.
"Yes?" he said, as he entered the kitchen.
"Would you open this jar for me?" she said, indicating a pickle jar on the counter. (5/6) #wss366

"Thank you," the Demon Lord said, grinding his teeth with impatience.
Ten minutes later, he was showered and dressed. He returned to the dining room.
The Hero leaned back and smiled.
The Demon Lord opened his mouth to make his farewells. (4/6) #wss366

A few moments later they heard a quiet chime. The Hero's mother carefully wiped her lips with a napkin, stood, and said, "Your clothes should be dry now. I'll put them in the bathroom and then you can take a shower." (3/6) #wss366

The Demon Lord started to stand up, but the Hero kicked him gently under the table and warned him with his eyes to wait. The Demon Lord cursed under his breath, but quieted and determined to be patient. (2/6) #wss366

The Demon Lord shifted anxiously in his seat at the breakfast table. He had wolfed his breakfast quickly, but the Hero and his mother lingered over their meals, nattering about neighborhood gossip. (1/6) #wss366

Please insert treat to continue… #DogsOfMastodon

Tanuki-chan has a lovely beauty mark. Maybe more than one. #DogsOfMastodon

"You seem like a nice, obedient young man," she called. "Not like some of the people my son brings home."
"Mother!" the Hero protested, embarrassed.
"Not like that smutty Saintess," she continued. "I couldn't stand that woman."
The Demon Lord looked over at the Hero, who shrugged. (5/5) #wss366

"Now take a seat, and I'll bring you something," she said, in her kindly voice again.
"You don't need to…"
"Sit!"
He sat.
She smiled brightly and carried the glass back out to the kitchen.
He could hear her bustling around preparing something. (4/5) #wss366

"I'm not…" he started to say.
"Drink!" she ordered, with steel in her voice.
He took it and swallowed it down.
"There," she said. "You'll feel better in a moment."
A warmth grew in his belly, spread out through his limbs, and left a tingle in his fingertips. His headache was gone. (3/5) #wss366

In the dining room, he found the Hero seated at the table looking chipper.
"G'morning!" he said.
The Demon Lord glared at him balefully. He started to open his mouth, when a kindly voice said, "Drink this!"
A little old lady handed him a shot glass filled with a repellent green liquid. (2/5) #wss366

The Demon Lord awoke with a splitting headache. He rolled out of bed and painfully looked around, finding himself in an unfamiliar room. His clothes were missing, but a fuzzy pink bathrobe had been left on the bed. Reluctantly, he pulled it on and went in search of a glass of water. (1/5) #wss366

Oh. And I could only add the wrong account for Nara. :-/ I guess collections aren't really ready for prime time yet.

I tried creating a "collection" though it sadly leaves out one member who's server doesn't seem to support collections yet. I'll add him when I can!

https://wandering.shop/collections/116863724624825785

"Do you even know where we're going?" the Demon Lord asked.
"Don't you start!" the Hero laughed. "The Saintess is always asking where we are!"
"That's easy," the Demon Lord said. "Because…"
"We're right here!" they both said together and dissolved into laughter, holding each other up. (2/2) #wss366

The Hero and the Demon Lord stumbled out of the bar. Walking back, they sang snatches of songs, laughing hysterically.
"How many rounds was that?" asked the Hero. "Was that the #fourth?"
"I think it was the fifth."
"I feel like I drank a fifth!"
This elicited more gales of laughter. (1/2) #wss366

If you're feeling hot today, cool off with this boxer dog getting sprayed with the "mist" setting. #DogsOfMastodon

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