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Right away, like toadstools, there were crackpot theories. The first: that kids out on the lake dock, against fire department warnings...
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1942103
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“I’ll be damned,” he said. “I never knew where that was.”
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194298
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In the beginning the revolution was all motion and energy. When the President for Life resigned motion and energy disappeared with the sounds of clapping hands.
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194200
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The wind rushed by her and she heard the faint sound of barking. And then she knew why she was coming. And she ran.
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194220
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A universe, all of it, was encased in glass.
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194241
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Steam rolls out of the bathroom as Mr. Larson opens the door with a white towel around his waist. Pepper strolls up to him and purrs as she rubs her long, gray tail against his tanned legs."Hey, girl.” He runs his coarse, scarred fingers through the cat's soft coat.…
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194272
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French pee runs stronger, less minty. In France the world' a pissoir.
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19411817
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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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194153
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Retired cantor Janice Woltag Cohen just turned 50. We Boomers all know what that means. It's Colonoscopy Time!Colonoscopy! That fabulous 50th birthday present you give to yourself. Yes, it's yucky. But it's absolutely necessary. (It could save your life.)As kids…
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194100
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My name is Sydnée Figge, and this is the beginning of my story.
I suppose it should be said that even though people call me Syd, I am not a man. People who can actually see me know that right away, and I’m not ashamed of that even though I’m a bit olde
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194164
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Belief is a hammer, like saying the mind is a piece of iron.
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194135
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The vampire donated floodlights so the children could play ballgames at night. The lights came on but the dugouts remained vacant. The vampire sat alone in the bleachers. “Sometimes I am less than the sum of my parts,” he said to the sum of his parts.
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194100
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Lighter-than-air flight was back. The skies of the coast were alight with colorful balloons, dirigibles, and zeppelins tethered to their docking towers along the beach, the huge aircraft bobbing in the breeze up and down the coast for miles,…
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194083
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love notes yellowed through the years
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1940108
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Time to pull in the shining teeth, but it makes me so sad, you know I'd rather be holding hands. The others have told me, don't hold back, hit them with every white knuckle, and let them bleed out, I'd rather be kissing your face. It hurts,…
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19401714
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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19401414
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Life seemed okay…for the most part.
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1940118
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I looked at her, shook my head and tried to smile. She smiled back, beaming a radiance that pushed away the chill.
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194010
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It was stubborn early winter, when everyone was cold but went outside anyways, rubbing red fingers and shuffling feet.
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194000
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In desperation, the city council imported a shaman to exorcise whatever demons had possessed the house.
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19401710
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Every Thursday, around 11 am, right after the cemetery where I work receives the daily shipment of cremated remains to be interred, a frail nonagenarian steps out of the driver's seat of his Lincoln Continental and walks, unassisted, up a flight of twenty granite steps,…
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194000
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...It's my advice that this Fourth of July the Office of Homeland Security post the following instructions on your web site www.Ready.gov — people should act like my dog Lucy and just stay inside under the bed and tremble...
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19401514
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The rain pelted down, it got dark, and they couldn't see a thing. The wind roared like a thousand locomotives.
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193920
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Before Plasma screen TV Futon Underwear (brief style) piled on kitchen chair Unopened mail from funeral parlour Water in the sink coloured orange with grease Desktop computer (flying toasters screen saver) Cigarette butts floating…
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193965
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He checks the bedrooms first,
then the hallway,
followed by the living room
and the bathrooms.
When he can't find you he takes to calling out,
daddy,
I'm sure the neighbors hear.
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193910
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He was the tall, whippy type. Dangerous.
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1939208
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Phoebe-Lou Adams wrote this of them
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193940
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I hadn't yet assembled enough pieces of Italian to explain any of this, but it was hardly necessary. The fact that I was a scrittore in a language foreign to her seemed to make me especially fascinating...
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1939205
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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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