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What is Scrine?

• Scrine is the home of lost, forgotten, and lonely sentences.


What are the rules?

• Play nice. Be kind. Post only single sentences.

• Scrine gives everyone plenty of rope to play with, but reminds everyone that even the longest rope is capable of hanging a person.

• Censorship is ugly, but still not the ugliest bird in the sky. Happily, this has never been necessary.

• The appropriateness of all sentences will remain the sole discretion of Scrine's tender.



Who can play?

• Anyone. Reading along costs nothing but time.

• Membership is required to post your own sentences. Joining is quick and painless.

• With membership comes the unique privilege of calling yourself a Scriner.


What about privacy?

• Your information will never be sold, given away, shared, or even traded for an unimaginably delicious slice of pie.

• The above sentence may be the only sentence on this site that is 100% true.



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Use this space for notes and reminders to yourself.

This is a private space. Only you will see your notes.

Expiration date is not required, only if you want the note to magically disappear.

A great place to keep your fantastic ideas, like, "Hey! I need to write more sentences about crickets and English gentlemen with unruly beards."



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Greyhound Bus

“If you’d told me,” remarked Mrs. Edwina Aguirre around a mouthful of bread, “that one day I’d be sitting on a saxophone case in a bus station garage, sharing a sandwich with a spam writer from Nashville and wondering whether we would get back on the road before a tornado hit town, I’d've said you was loco en la cabeza.”

    TAGS:  spam, bus stations, Edwina Aguirre, Greyhound bus, loco, spam writer, Nashville


runaway success :: 'mouse

29 years ago this summer, when I was 13, two paths diverged at a Greyhound bus station and I, I took the one away from my home, and that has made all the difference.

    TAGS:  decisions, Greyhound bus, runaway


Then Magdalynne hopped greyhound, and it would be many many moons before she would ever return to that cosy home on the side of the Appalachians.

    TAGS:  Appalachians, Greyhound bus


 

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