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After nine months, I was granted early parole...
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She was thrilled when she learned that her best friend was having an affair.
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A sweet fog rises to the rafters. Inhale.
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The rain fell from the roof. It fell from my voice and and my eyes. Toshiro's Kukichiro stomped gutshot through the mud with his katana. Young and beautiful, Mifumi died there on the screen though he doesn't really die for fifty or more years, they think from something…
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Solitude is such an excellent alternative to suicide.
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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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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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so one time the Holy Ghost come down to Stumptown
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She was skinny and with breasts like a wound up skein of yarn.
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I liked the taste in my mouth, mint and cigarettes and fresh and filthy.
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The tiny green light flashing in the lawn of an apartment building one night that caught Roberta’s attention while we were walking home from Café Vita.
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He drifted for years: No forwarding. No phone.
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{Chapter iv of Undermind} "What do you think of the light in our city at night?" It spreads out in every direction, following the hills and valleys of the city, visible into the far distance from the Penthouse party room on the 44th floor. "Gorgeous!…
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“Sometimes when I feel the urge to create, I don’t know whether to grab my paints, my camera, my guitar or my pen.”
“You could have sex,” her friend, sitting in the desk next to hers, joked.
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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder.
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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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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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Leonard didn't know that cute girl well, hardly at all, but he really wanted to. She was his first real crush in Junior High. He got his chance and talked to her some one day while they were walking down the hall between classes. She actually spoke to him first. The bell…
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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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Life seemed okay…for the most part.
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I. When my lips mouth yours where they are…
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that is a fair description of our family if I add the disclaimer that the girls are whores and we don’t have much in common.
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....the first/
in a long history of indignities.
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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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The world is full of dead dogs
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