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There’s not enough cigarette cloud to conceal her, malnourished and pale beneath blue and pink lights that summon 80s-era skate rinks. She saunters towards the center of the stage, asking her bored expression to convey detachment, while a DJ that fits the
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1771208
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Phoebe-Lou Adams wrote this of them
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177110
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I don't really know, though. I've been locked in a beer cave for the last ten years of my life. I was just let out by some frat boys who were looking for Natty Light.
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Sometimes cats had to die or dogs
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17702010
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The contrast can be summed up in a sip.
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Tan my hide. Feed me to rabid / macaques.
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the ugliness will not be denied
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177064
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Copernicus spied/a new centrifugal spin:/Bosch saw what he meant.
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If I had been a cat you probably would have kept me forever, even with an incurable disease. I think about that every time I clean the litter pan, especially late at night.
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I knew it was just a matter of time...
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I may be the shadow that I am, but I only ever loved you.
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The place turns out to have a really nice ambiance, and while the pasta is only passable—though I ordered, I believe, the cheapest plate on the menu, so maybe I got what I deserved—the background dinner music playing is "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" by Wilco.
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Because if they’re wavering, it's about the coin, always about the coin.
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We’re all competitive and drunk.
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177052
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And the voodoo pins pinged as, folding and imploding, she was reduced to a petro-chemical puddle.
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In between ketchup-covered fries, a Quarter Pounder, and a vanilla shake, catty comments, and lots of laughs, Marylou slipped in her announcement, a grenade in a rose garden. “I'm pregnant,” she said.
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Truth came out of it, a little bug that hovered there...
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I’ve been such a fool, so reckless and untrue.
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Emma pushes through the door of the corner market, aiming briskly for her car, keys in one hand, grocery bag in the other, shoulder bag slung. Best not to make eye contact with the loitering boozers and bikers from the bar next door. Double take. Can't…
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“What are you doing, Maestro?"
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I formed a snowball in my bare hands. Hard as a rock, I let her fly.
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Looking for meaning in spaces between words.
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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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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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When Kim handed me some of her husband’s condoms—“Here, use these”—out of one of their bedroom dresser drawers, could she sense the astonishment I was trying my best not to show?
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you were very very small, you were everso small, you were like – the tiniest creature, hopping about on one leg
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176911
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We brought flowers for our dead lovers
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My wife and I are cat people. Indeed, that's how we met. We met at a wake.
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Great Uncle did stunts in silents and shot a man in a cowboy one-reeler, then vanished to the hills like Roy Earle in High Sierra.
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tell me about the time you lived in Carolina, and what my smile does
for you.
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