1530 2 2
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She hated the noiseless dying sound they made as he stuck the hook through their eyes. She always wanted for them to scream, but they never did. They didn’t even blink.
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153000
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"Oh — what is this 'work' thing the philosophers speak of" sort of thing.
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153000
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"Umm... T-shirt, sweats. You know, typical sleepwear for me. I had been in these jeans for the video shoot, but they had to go."
"J-jeans, huh?" Lucas started to falter.
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1529108
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On the bus Jenna looked out the window at the bleak fuckscape.
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15292911
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They may have heard parts of it, the memoir in me. Then I took a trip—to New York, though they wouldn't have known where—and when I returned, I was entirely mum unless I had the phone with me.
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152900
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Physical therapy was on the agenda every morning, first thing. A nurse would come to my room from the basement floor where they did physical therapy. She'd wrap me in a blanket and put me into a wheelchair, even though it was obvious I didn't need one to
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1529114
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Men and their inevitable disappointments—sure, why not?
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15291817
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The air is dry and smoky from a fire some miles away. The air is cool. A pair of vultures is soaring in a circle high above the rising land.
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1529205
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He tells me that only a few things had happened in his life but some of them he had felt deeply.
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15282412
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Man waters Earth with his eyes.
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1528108
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"What mouths could not say, hands did."
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152800
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Such behavior will result in no disciplinary action only: 1) if all blinds are drawn; 2) all doors are locked; and 3) loud groaning is masked by appropriate use of the volume control on the classroom’s closed-circuit TV set.
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1528115
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Beside her door there was a black squirrel in the dogwood she saw scratched his armpit.
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152811
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“I will become a respected novelist!” proclaimed Billy.
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15281412
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A sweet fog rises to the rafters. Inhale.
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152821
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It felt like he'd just taken his marriage out into the woods, forced it to its knees, and put a bullet through its head. Or they had, together.
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152800
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He went to the switchboard and rang one of the rooms. I moved away to a discreet distance so he could make his pitch in private, and soon he came back to the desk front. "He d-didn't like it much, b-but he said to s-send you up. Room 412."
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1528119
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Traveling with a live chicken on a city bus is an experience I hope never to repeat.
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152801
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“Don’t you wish it always ended that way? The right people fall in love? Romance leads to marriage? God, that was a great movie.”
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152700
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Remember the glass changing room just off the pool terrace? It's been replaced by a juice bar. Seems fitting, really.
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152711
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“They picked me up in their spaceship about noon,” Austin Grantham says to me while pulling up an apple crate to use as a stool.
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15271210
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I hate math. I hate everything about it.
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1527169
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I was squatting in the living room at the party handling foreign currency. Two W.A.S.P. men in dark grey suits—we were partygoers new to each other—told us to keep the money. We removed the bills from a black leather album.
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1527148
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When Kat returned home from The East Street Wars, she learned that her epileptic lover, White Dog, died from madness
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152720
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Nothing more savory than gossip relayed in confidential tones.
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152794
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I didn’t have toothpicks. You looked at me as if it summed up everything about me.
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152776
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A year after we'd last spoken I can still remember your commentary, our ill-fated reunion at the baggage claim forever immortalized as this solitary instance of unobstructed joy.
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152742
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your leather jacket zip has left a row of teethmarks on her arm
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152796
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That Bronte woman had me painted like Eminem’s Stan
Or a droog from Kubrick
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152755
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“Dear, baby, what do you fear?”
Or maybe it was, “Now here are the keys to the lock.”
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