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Some of them are notorious tweakers. Nobody epitomizes the cowboy-outlaw biker more than the ironworkers, who are wired on Black Beauties they sell on breaks.
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146111
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...you vigorously screamed blasphemies at inanimate objects
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146076
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Scavenge at that address only if you feel possessed of great courage, a profound faith in resurrection or reincarnation, or an impatient desire for a premature date with certain death.
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14601312
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Grey would rather be in the trees or down by the river. When a wind comes up, he grabs the wooly blanket from the hook in the barn and calls Phoebe. They stretch the blanket out between them and sail into the grassy meadow that slopes down the hill from t
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146032
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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146043
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Born, he stood up. He wore nothing as often as possible
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146062
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D'ya have to be so rough?
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146053
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The Black Thing spread over the room, eating away his mother's face as well as the doctors and nurses who dashed in a frenzy around him until they too were swallowed in the black singing cloud.
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146097
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Most things come down to carnality, it seems, and dreams are no exception – or that’s how the teller of dreams told it to me.
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146066
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ghosts are local plagues/of unexpended grief—tears/can't be bodiless.
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146000
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Emi however, took her sister’s arm and looked at the bandage. Her normal green eyes stared coldly at the wound made by one of the large centipedes. Mayumi realized there was some sense of emotion from Emi wanting to come out.
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146042
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A father's soft neglect has repercussions.
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1460129
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My man wears chartreuse shoes.!
He wears chartreuse shoes like a new king
right there on Main St.!
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146086
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Get something cheap and light at Target. Trash hell out of it. Encourage baby to urp up in it.
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1459125
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I can’t stop looking at the burly man to my left with the blue lips and three-inch mustache. He orders his fourth whiskey. He laughs at my melancholy like it was a flat thing--a dead animal to strip of its fur. Why be melancholic when you can float on whi
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145965
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We didn't wear shoes in the summer, except for Sunday school and church. The soles of our feet were black and tough as shoe leather.
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145999
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“Have you ever thought what stars are made of?”
“No,” he said.
The man nodded seriously. “I hadn’t either. Not until I met the Star Catcher. He told me all the stars in the universe are actually coins. Coins! Big coins. Small coins. Different colors
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14591816
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I can’t take my eyes off a tall blonde with green eyes. I catch her eye.
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145922
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The blue whale in the bathtub weighed one hundred tons and wore a grin like the Cheshire cat on steroids. Her smile stretched from wall to wall. Her blowhole scraped the ceiling. Sam never learned how she crammed her tail down into the drainpipe,…
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145983
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I was making good bread as a New York studio musician and jingle writer, anonymous back-room jobs.
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145996
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Some nights you really feel it.
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14592315
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This is the story of the man whose wife lived in his neck. Every morning, he would turn to her and say, "Hello, Sweetheart. How was your night?" and she would answer, Brilliant! What else?
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1459136
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Attached in the center were the petals of a small flower pressed in wax paper. Uncreased, she read it out loud
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145982
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It was Warren who introduced me to this bouncer fellow named John O’Toole. Warren met O’Toole and his wife, Angelina, through the dark prison poet Eugene Forcer. Forcer and O’Toole were the best of friends until a riff erupted between them one drunken n
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1459117
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War came home tonight. We weep and hug, while he stares over our shoulders, like the statue we'll make of him. We pour a drink for his shaky hands, wheel him past his friends the dead, and lie to each other about other, far off places as if we knew.
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145964
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Then he told us tales of skulls and planks, galleons and parrots, silver and gold on crystal Jamaican seas under deep ruby skies.
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145986
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the swan drives a car ( window down; wing half hanging out ) …
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145900
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I am gonna pound you face through that plate glass protective door until everyone who needs help can get in without your judgy face looking at them.
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145998
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This is the parallel room I keep my heart in. Got a solo fireplace. I don't want to invite anything else into the story. It doesn't matter if no one knocks on the door ever again. I'm too shy to hope for much more than a couple of Interesting shadows…
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