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this story is perfect because it has to be. just like the Perfect Play is perfect becuase it has to be. if it isn't quite perfect yet, then you should do your part to make it perfect. just like the wikipedia, with enough people correcting each other's imperfections, we should arrive at the correct form and content for the perfect story. i wonder if it will be a novel. we won't know till we write it.
please don't actually delete anything on this page. if something needs to be removed from the story just strike it out by adding curly brackets and dashes before and after what you want removed. thanks. enjoy your perfect writing.
there are more info and rules at the OpenSource home, but most of them are obvious.
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The door closed, softly. The curtains russled rustled in the breeze from the open window. But Joe didn't like breeze, nor windows. And he especially desipised rustling.