1862 7 5
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“Ah Willie! Ah my boy! You poor sweet faced youth. Gone now! Our memories, Willie, our memories will haunt us forever with your laughter, your joy, your enduring excuses, your misspellings & badly slanted penmanship. Oh Willie. My boy. Gone & gone f
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1862 10 4
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So, like I said. Da. I have dealt with the men, when I was a lap dancer. The men they need the….manipulations. I have good hands. They want me to see them naked, their power. Here it is only the women. The massage, the facial, the waxing...
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1862 14 11
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1862 16 15
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The dancer was a little chubby, but I didn't mind. It gave her more to shake.
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1861 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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1861 0 0
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As we sat at the cafe, Darrell told me that he had to make a mushroom delivery to one of his clients in Berkeley. I never knew whether it was legal or illegal business he was on, and he made a point of not telling me, because he said it was better I didn
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1861 10 6
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I turn up the music and slip into drone, rock it like a tunnel in canary. When that does not erase his face, I cup my breast with one hand and let my hair fall.
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1861 2 2
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I got to Victoria station at quarter to eleven on a Friday with nothing but a small leather bag and the vague idea of getting out of London.
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1861 1 1
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Eyes so much deeper, that the internal flow could not hope to equal the intensity fired beyond iris, pupil and sclera. So blue, that life could not exist in the fragile shape of his heart, blue veins outlining an ever enlargening circumference…
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1861 11 4
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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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1861 4 5
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PORNOGRAPHY First He went across the floor to where she sat. One sleeve of her shirt dropped to show her shoulder, salted and brown. One hundred fish filled the wave. Now, he said. Now is now. Second The car wouldn't…
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1861 12 10
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She’d once read the Time-Life Encyclopedia on The Universe and became obsessed with the woman from Alabama who was singled out, by a rock from a far place, in her sleep.
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1861 10 2
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Time
Holds
Ultimately
Nothing
Dear
Except
Reunion
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1861 6 2
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They stood at the intersection waiting for the light to change so they could cross the highway.
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1860 6 6
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When she finally arrived it was like a cello playing inside me
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1860 14 12
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He says, You think too much and he grins a grin that has all of the attic keys on a wrought iron ring, on a chain.
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1860 12 9
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What happened later that evening is unclear. When Mickey got back to his quarters, he was in good spirits. Buoyant even.
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1860 2 2
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No one is a Puritan under all that powder!
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1860 12 7
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The end is rehearsed over and over;/
in a world without heaven all is farewell.
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1860 4 4
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["This is not a snippet of text. This is only a test."]
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1860 3 0
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the white moon is dangling
by a thread tonight
you close your eyes
and listen to it undress
and suppress, suppress
you listen to it undress
while you yourself hang lifeless
in your own arms
not meaning to do yourself any
harm, not
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1859 7 2
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"My dear man. We are not friends we are symbiotic."
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1859 18 17
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Buddy was in a garage band. They were pretty good. “Soul Harbor“ they called themselves.
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1859 0 0
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One day me an' Elvis was down at the riverbank with Huckleberry, chasin' darters an' watchin' barges go by. It was a lazy day bein' a Sunday an' all. We had jest got back from Church an' Mami told me to change my clothes so's that I didn't get my Sunday
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1859 12 12
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Your soap on the shelf in the shower
melts with my every hair wash
and I'll miss it the way I should have missed you.
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1859 3 5
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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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1858 0 0
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—with spinster goddesses in the middle of things / circling looms.
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1858 2 1
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A plague of dykes mattered not. This spider-girl had driven the world of thought from Borden’s mind.
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1858 3 3
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To what better worlds remain.
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1858 11 9
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They both have an annoying habit. She talks to him while she's in another room, and he doesn't answer because he can't hear what she's saying.
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