1922 5 1
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It was the shock of black hair twisted into a long thick braid that got our attention and made us want to find meaning here. Albert thought he recognized the hair in the grave.
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1922 10 7
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Things get lost in Big John, too. I see the other guys throw jokes about his size at his body that wedge their way into his armpits or into the wrinkles of his laugh lines and disappear. I’m not sure if it all disappears to remind us how small we are,
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1922 6 0
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“In the process, I’ve created this memory track. Yet had the sense that I had to make fixed memories move as illusion, that they move as illusion.”
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1922 7 2
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"I know," Timothy explained, "he can't use it. He's a cripple." No one else seemed to understand.
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1922 6 4
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Gorgonzola. It's what she was to bring this time. Plumtree's potted meat. What it was last time.
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1922 0 0
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From the moment they had decided to come until the present, each seated guest had been parading one faceless male possibility after another through her curious mind. Would he be strong? Handsome? Ugly? Crippled? The possibilities were endless...
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1922 6 3
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1922 17 8
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Mama loves birds but is afraid to fly.
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1921 6 1
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Bearing the smell of paper on her fingertips. Ink in her hair.
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1921 0 0
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In se'enties style serenading strut
A passin all the pretty birds in kin',
The feathered Stetson ‘clipsin crimson suit,
A whistlin Dixie blues ‘cross county-lines.
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1921 13 7
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beware the slice of the knife cutting like a curious comet blasting through solar systems down the throat of the bad ass milky way
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1921 14 15
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There he was, naked and covered in green mud
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1921 0 0
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I laid in the road, broken and alone, until I had no choice but to pull myself together and get out.
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1921 1 0
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Elin and I had religious differences about the garage. To her the garage required regular sweeping and organization--it was an extension of our house. Elin believed dust and mold to be manifestations of inner sin. I insisted that they were agents of evolu
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1921 8 8
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It took all four of his kids to convince my father to pull the plug. Mom's car crash had left her a vegetable, but of course he hung on. Once they withdrew life support, she was gone in ten minutes. The first thing our father said was that he was hungry. He felt…
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1921 7 3
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Roanne banged the chiva, turned tricks, and ran out of road.
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1920 5 4
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1920 6 6
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When I wake up and look to my left, will you be there with me, snoring like an asthmatic bear?
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1920 5 5
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Called in sick at work for a week straight when I first met Tony.
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1920 15 7
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My mind has started to finish thoughts at 77 Words. These are just a few.
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1920 8 8
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your matching glasses up to mine in the fake air anymore, or click your widening fingernails against the hard bed railings in protest of anything you might be feeling in the floating silt-like depths of your jagged nerves, but…
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1920 21 12
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Fear in a Handful of Dust
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1920 12 5
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Thistle and cracked corn were thrown to us each morning and the occasional live chicken...
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1920 36 20
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1918 12 4
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all / the secret letters/ ever dreamed up
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1918 10 3
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“I was looking for the review of the Alvin Ailey dance company when I noticed something in the sports pages,” says the 300-pound center. “All of a sudden it hit me–I should have been playing football."
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1918 2 2
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Once or twice he sees her around town when he’s out driving but other than that, I mean, it’s not like he was stalking her, he didn’t know where she went to school or what she did for a part-time job, he didn’t care, he wasn’t interested.
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1918 25 17
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The scent of fresh cut grass./
The idiot sense of accomplishment/
mowing the lawn can bring.
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1918 14 5
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1918 12 13
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Papadad has one good eye. The other fell out during a rant and has since been replaced by a rifle scope, which he uses to scrutinise enemies.——Papadad is an authority on everything, even topics he has not researched. He expatiates on these at the dinner table,…
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