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Ruining the End of the World
Ruining the End of the World
Ruining the End of the World
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Dan is a recovering heroine addict, ex-motorcycle racer and current snowmobile mechanic living north of Minneapolis. Just down south a group of military personnel have taken over a base and are placing demands on the government. He takes this threat as an opportunity to visit his brother down south. On the way, he makes a stop in Chicago to assess the situation and check in with an old friend.

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PublisherPaul Daniels
Release dateFeb 23, 2012
ISBN9781465889355
Ruining the End of the World
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Paul Daniels

Paul Daniels is a NYC transplant currently living and writing in Denver, Colorado. He is the youngest of five children, a husband, and a father of three. His writing is influenced and inspired by fifteen years in New York City along with dozens of trips to India, Africa and Europe.

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    Ruining the End of the World - Paul Daniels

    Ruining the End of the World

    Paul E. Daniels

    Copyright 2012 by Paul E. Daniels

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    Phineas, King of Thrace, son of Poseidon had the gift of prophecy. Zeus, angered that Phineas had disclosed too much of the plans of the gods, punished him by placing him on an island stocked with food which he could never eat. The harpies always arrived and stole the food before Phineas could satisfy his hunger…and they sullied whatever remained. This continued until Jason and the Argonauts came to his rescue and drove away the harpies

    - Greek Myths: Tales of Passion, Heroism and Betrayal

    Chapter 1

    Up North in Minnesota is no place to settle in and get things going again if it goes down. Dan was reflecting and packing. Short growing season, long freezing winters…no way. Dan had never lived anywhere but Minnesota. He had traveled all across the northern states in his early twenties as part of a low budget moto-cross dirt bike team but never spent more than a few days at a time in each state.

    His saddle bags were packed on his bike and he was easing his hand off the clutch. That tender dance of gas and clutch, the smooth transition, the control. "All this going on and dealing with the elements, no way, this thought came to completion as he eased off the throttle and downshifted to veer away as another distraught person swung their car door open without checking their mirror. It was only a matter of time until he caught one. He had visions of the bike folding up like an accordion as he drifted through the air. He knew the feeling that would come next, the pavement heating up as it ate through his leather jacket, burning down to the flesh and eventually, maybe, some bone. Dan had dumped various bikes so many times at this point that he was good at it. He had the patchwork skin to match. So many spots of pinkish, nerveless skin on his right arm he could thread a needle from shoulder to elbow and not feel it. In fact, he had done so on many occasions, minus the thread. His buddies at the track used to joke that your blood pressure would bump higher when you got passed than when you were skidding on your ass across the pavement. Most riders were so calm in a crash that they could spot friends in the crowd and keep track of the numbers on the bikes making their way around them. He remembered telling friends, Did you see number seven? He almost ran over my hand!"

    The first few hours through Thunder Bay and down Highway 61 were harrowing, but as traffic thinned of the few panicked evacuees it eventually got peaceful just like any other ride. He had crossed the new I-35 bridge where the gusset plates gave way back in 2007. That was the biggest tragedy this state had seen, probably since the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald, Dan

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