1812 19 18
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We were in the car more than anywhere else. A few days driving, then a few days to get back home.
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1812 4 1
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4. If the property line is a symbol, what about the neighbor girl's window, the flickering candle in her room, her black cotton panties?
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1811 1 1
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In sleep their bodies drift between the sheets until they find each other.
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1811 9 4
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Where I grew up, you did not venture casually into ocean waters.
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1811 22 16
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Maybe she would get married and have a baby, she said. Not with me, I said
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1811 8 7
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Megan beat up on herself later over the unsaid.
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1811 0 0
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I carefully placed the knife back to its original position and, with poorly contained excitement, retrieved a palm from the fridge. It was slightly wrinkled, but it was just as fair as the rest of the pristine white in the fridge. It felt warm to my hands
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1811 2 2
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“Pupilo Durcál!” She yelled. “You stupid pendejo!” He limped along without another glance. Rosa suddenly realized her dreams all week were really omens.
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1811 3 2
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“You wanna fight.”
And I say yes.
And he says –
“First, we gotta make out.”
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1811 21 9
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There is a small church in the south of Italy, with a stained-glass window depicting the sister of John The Baptist.
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1811 8 4
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I want crazy at my funeral. I want clowns, a petting zoo, fireworks, craps tables, male and female strippers, and a three-person band composed of old men wearing striped vests, black pants, and straw hats: one plays a banjo, another on tuba, and…
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1810 2 1
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A recent book reveals that nature documentaries are staged. Shocked by such claims we went on location to discover for ourselves the behind-the-scenes manipulations and more. Director: “You'll spot the wildebeest, freeze, and then charge. Okay? And try to bring…
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1810 21 17
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For my Dad
Happy Father's Day!
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1810 21 14
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I don't want / to write about the body indulged, desires / denied, tortures invented, pleasures innate
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1810 4 3
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Simmi's only been in New York three weeks, but the second night she was here Buck took her to a coffee place he knew, and now Simmi makes sure he takes her there every night...
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1809 7 2
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Fingers of angry red welts crossed his face and neck.
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1809 8 5
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As long as he could still take the stairs, he would go down there to be with the memories that each piece held. He knew that their time was about up, because his was too. His wife had already gone, and even before that she had long stopped using the washe
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1809 5 3
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Now, gazing into Greg’s expectant eyes, the only Chinese word Deepti could summon was kuei. Ghost. Before that summer, her mother flipped through the pages of Maxine Hong Kingston’s memoir every day, as if she could glean magic from the touch of her finge
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1809 5 2
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You’re mad as a hatter she said. Eons, eras of epochal proportions go by before you call me. I said recalibrate your linear thinking, incubator baby. I whispered permutations of wonder, told her secrets only the sufis know. We ate French goat cheese lac
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1809 3 2
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You call the shit in this paper news? ‘Dog Accidentally Shoots Man With His Own Gun, Swedish Man Bursts Into Flames on Train Platform, The Truth About Elvis's Hidden Extraterrestrial Daughter.' Seriously? Enough about Elvis already.
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1809 5 3
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When farming started in September, I thought of gambling, of my childhood best friend’s marriage ruined due to gambling, and of farming as a trope for living in the Midwest.
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1809 4 2
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All right, so the frog I risked my lips on (not to mention the contents of my stomach) . . . .
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1809 17 8
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Mama loves birds but is afraid to fly.
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1809 2 1
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And so the deal was struck. It was arranged that the empresario for the Plaza Mexico would buy the giant bull from Button for Hernando to fight. Come the Fiesta de la Fuerza Irresistible, the Great One would meet the bull that was born of a thunderclap at
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1808 3 0
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Harley Davidson fanny pack
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1808 9 10
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I knew I needed to visit a beach / made entirely of sharks’ teeth
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1808 31 14
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The image was startlingly unfamiliar. Looking at it, no one would guess it had been their last attempt, their last failure. No one would believe that they had never really been that way, or that the life they shared was built on mind games, manipulation a
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1808 1 1
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When I was six, my father brought home a fishbowl. Look out for the inhabitants, he said. You can play Neptune in their microcosm of the sea.
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1808 19 17
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A flash in seven chapters.
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1807 20 13
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You died from a bad heart.
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