1718 1 0
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After nine months, I was granted early parole...
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1718 13 12
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She was thrilled when she learned that her best friend was having an affair.
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1718 1 1
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1717 15 13
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Solitude is such an excellent alternative to suicide.
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1717 21 17
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After breakfast, he dresses and heads / for the blackjack tables.
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1717 17 15
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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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1717 14 13
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I formed a snowball in my bare hands. Hard as a rock, I let her fly.
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1717 15 12
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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder.
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1717 0 0
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1717 9 1
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She was skinny and with breasts like a wound up skein of yarn.
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1717 7 5
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He drifted for years: No forwarding. No phone.
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1717 6 2
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I flip up my hoodie, pull the string tight across my lips until it cuts into them, pull tighter, saw back and forth until blood warms the hairs on my chin.
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1716 2 1
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so one time the Holy Ghost come down to Stumptown
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1716 2 2
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That's what friends told him.He looks at the unpacked boxes around the apartment, hoping he hadn't packed any of her stuff in his haste.
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1716 10 8
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Because if they’re wavering, it's about the coin, always about the coin.
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1716 13 12
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1716 16 15
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When I died, she said, she was going to have me cremated and put my ashes in the cats’ litter box.
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1716 7 4
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She said he was missing the whole point: it was a decoration, not an actual pillow. You were supposed to place it somewhere artful.
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1716 11 9
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The taste of / what is denied us is always sweet
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1716 14 11
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1715 2 0
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His mother was not an aw-come-here-honey-and-give-me-a-hug type mom. She was the kind of mother who, if you had some kind of problem, would suggest that perhaps it might be a good idea to volunteer (she was really big on volunteering) at some sort of orga
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1715 22 17
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The world is full of dead dogs
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1715 4 3
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I. When my lips mouth yours where they are…
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1715 17 3
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My swinging purse sent saucers tinkling to the tile and the copper-headed waitress flew over, swooping on the shatter, clutching clean forks like a handful of flowers.
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1715 0 0
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What a hoot men are. For years I tried to get Jim to share the cooking. This is how that worked. One Monday night I'd whipped up a meal of steak, tossed salad, two veggies, and dessert with coffee. The next day was Jim's turn to cook and he came home
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1715 12 8
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No fuckin' way, Maude. Excuse me, but you know I can't stand that bag of wind. No way.
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1715 5 1
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She takes her hamburgers medium rare and the pickles remind her of the taste of last night's penis before she stuffed the stranger's apologies in a jar.
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1715 0 0
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The Sentinels all played for a while. They helped Reya swim in the deeper side of the pool. They even had a diving competition to see who could make a bigger splash.
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1715 17 16
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1715 5 3
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It's a pretty strange feeling when you think you're about to bite into some ice cream and instead it's gazpacho.
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