1999 12 12
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Momma called them Vaughens, "a outfit," and said, "they shoulda throwed the book at that Darla Jean."
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1999128
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"Everything except food and sex."
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1999105
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"She had been warned." (this started as a fun alien story and then took a human turn.)
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199830
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Harley Davidson fanny pack
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19981511
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Stupidity is not a mask; it is the face / and it is the face that betrays us / always.
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1998103
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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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19982010
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Went back to his cab and returned with a whip...
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199897
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Giving challenging patrons funny nicknames is a "library thing."
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1998114
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Billy had crystal blue eyes A small mouth And long hair to cover up his Hearing aids. He told me once, with his hands How he liked to submerge His head in water and yell So loud he could feel it. "I can hear myself that way," he…
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199812
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In his dreams, he swam in piles of pills. Sometimes the piles were infinite, other times the were contained, tonight the pills were intense shiny reds, chalky yellows, deep blues and matte purples and swirled around in a children's inflatable castle. Derek swam happily,…
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19981410
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It is indisputable that poets love roadkill...
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1998102
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Time
Holds
Ultimately
Nothing
Dear
Except
Reunion
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199895
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Then I would say to my new friends, “My God, look at all the weight you’ve lost.” Even when they hadn’t lost any. Even when they were fatter than before.
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19981211
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Everything would've been copasetic except about the time we got down there they put the turkey in the fryer..
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199841
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Butchie was the one who heard about the bonfire happening over on Harrison Avenue.
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19972217
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Sometimes cats had to die or dogs
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199700
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A burst of mud spilled out over Jonas and scooped his body up like a raging river. It spun his body over in a rebound rather than pushing him through the door.
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19971511
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Here they come, those witnesses.
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19971915
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“What does the future hold?”
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199751
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When Bill was in the hospital, one month bleeding into the next, his mother visited exactly twice, both times complaining of the things she needed or couldn’t get rid of: mop heads, bleach, dustpans, detergents, grease, turgid water in the basement. And
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199775
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We could kiss under the elder tree, even though it was forbidden, even though we were drowned by the noise of the river and nothing we said was right
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199700
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As Mayumi ran toward the battle, she watched helicopters over the giant centipede explode and rain down on the street below. Lightning bolts, fireballs, and water balls that burst into rain, littered the skies.
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199720
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Gateway Loves are lethal. They do not discriminate between bot or flesh, primary or clone.
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199710
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The mystery is in the barmaid's impersonal stare
It's all there. Recognizable the bottles of Bass Ale
and Crème de Menthe. Glazed oranges piled in a bowl
Two roses in a small clear glass of water
A wide gold bracelet on her arm, halfway
up from
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1996148
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199684
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Cleaning the dust bunnies from under our lives, Zin says she wants to move to the country, maybe someplace as big as Texas. She claims that lately she's having trouble breathing between bricks or talking to hot chestnut vendors with rubber faces. It's giving her nightmares…
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19961715
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Before the days of “customer experience,” Eddie figured out whatever information he could about his clients. He asked them for business cards, recorded their phone numbers from the reservation book, snapped photos of them in his mind…
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199630
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He was dead when he tried to wake up.
“Wake up,” he yelled silently to himself, although it didn’t sound silent to his voice.
“Brr, brr, brr,” shouted his alarm clock as it glared two red fives, a colon and a seven
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199676
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I'm a librarian. A reader. I identify as a four-eyed person. I've always worn glasses. I got my first pair in the second grade. It was a miracle! The blurry world I'd inhabited all my life suddenly came into focus. I could see the blackboard! I could read street signs! I…
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19961311
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The hair on my arms have greyed, or so that's how it looks to me. It's been 12 years since we last spoke. I think I haven't aged too well. I bought a rocking chair.
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