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NO. 042

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Anybody Home?

"Anybody home?" That was the greeting I used to hear all the time when lots of visitors came to see my grandparents. The front door would slide open with a rattle, echoing through the house. My grandmother would answer, ushering them in with a "Come in, come in," and the guests w…

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Anybody Home?
NO. 041

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Peekaboo-san

Back in high school, I once saw a strange woman peering in at me through the window. If I had to describe her, she was somewhat pale, somewhat goggle-eyed, and her eyebrows thinned out toward the ends…

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Peekaboo-san
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NO. 040

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Who Did He Go Home With...?

I'm a 25-year-old woman working at an unlicensed daycare center. I've always loved working with kids, so I earned my childcare license and started out working at a large, state-licensed facility. A &q…

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Who Did He Go Home With...?
NO. 039

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The Yakuza Body Disposer

This is a story related to the yakuza. Please understand in advance that because names have been altered and details obfuscated, there may be inconsistencies in the timeline. Also, this is a collectio…

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The Yakuza Body Disposer
NO. 038

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Nozaki-san

This is a story I heard from my aunt, who is a nurse. She told me that back when she had just started out as a nurse, working night shifts was the hardest part of the job. Apparently, there was plenty…

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Nozaki-san
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