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At heaven's gate.

A nice short short story about when you reach heaven's gate. If...

Found myself at heaven's gate. No sound of joy or eternal glow. Smoked my cigarette and knocked. And knocked again. One gate slowly cracked open. A green sleepy devil answered: "Real-estate investment!!! Get out before i call the hell hounds!".

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