1922 8 3
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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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192264
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Some people might find it strange and a bit obsessive to mow their lawn every day, but to Shiram it was an irreplaceable part of his daily existence.
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192200
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7
We sat in Darrell's truck in the deserted silent world of the down-trodden industrial area of West Berkeley, where no one in his right mind went at five in the morning. "Put the gun away, Darrell," I said. "I mean it."
"I can't help but keep
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1922124
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It rises rigid and plumb from its heavy base, the severity of line yielding to grace only at the throat where it crests into a subtly constrictive pinch.
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192220
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The morning sun rose up over the flat prairie, and the powdery snow crunched as you walked on it, and the air was so crisp it hurt as you took a breath. That is good, I thought. That is how you knew you were alive, and I was truly very alive, and there was not much to do so…
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192297
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leaves of a season/float into a brook among/bubbles fit to burst.
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192110
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This is about a mescaline trip that went wrong. It happened back in the '60s and I know, the '60s have been done quite to death and nobody ever gets the trip right but--you'll like this one. Joey and…
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192196
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The thunder rolled like an old Bob Dylan tour...
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19211710
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Ancestry.com The Liverpool census in 1851 lists him:Thirteen years old, Irish. Occupation: beggar. Only that. I will do more for him.I will see him in torn jacket and too-short pants singing all day of the fields, the cliffs,…
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1921129
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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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19211111
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I recognized the smile. It was a “I’ve got you where I want you now,” smile.
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192122
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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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192111
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The tiles begin inching toward him as soon as he moves. You've seen filings on glass. He's the magnet on the underside.
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1921127
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wrenched its lower back trying so hard to lift too many stacked November clouds off the newly shaved prickly heads of the slowly freezing trees,like ring weights,and had to spend the last of its hours setting in a small square box in…
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19211812
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She had loved sleeping in Todd’s arms at night, hearing the soft tinkle of crystal above her when cool drafts moved through the house, his hand wandering over the swell of her belly.
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19212212
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I liked the taste in my mouth, mint and cigarettes and fresh and filthy.
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192164
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"When we say something is good, beautiful, pious, or brave, what idea or image do we hold in our mind?"
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192121
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The Bridge Barstow had not wanted to listen to Griff. Griff was not making the right decisions, or he thought Griff was not making the right decisions. Thought he was walking a…
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19211412
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Behind them all, in the background, a tray of vodka tonics waits on a glass table, the limes losing color as they drown.
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192097
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Dark, green grass covered the pasture like millions of tiny fingers swaying in the heat.
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1920137
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Here’s how you do it. First you get a ladder, a long one.
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192000
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That was really the problem with leaving. She had to leave everything, could take none of the perfection with her. Anything she took would’ve been too little, or too much, once removed. Once not in his house, not in his vision or touch, the magic would
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192083
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I walked on hot coals. She got ahead of me. (228 words)
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19201910
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A constellation appears in the shape of Van Gogh’s missing ear.
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1920101
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I told you that I have homicidal urges that alternate with ones of the suicidal kind. You flicked an imaginary speck of dust from your fat, fleshy forefinger with your ultra-flexible, wimpy thumb.
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192021
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People crawling up out of the chimney, then onto the roof, then sliding down it and off over the edge disappearing from view.
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19201310
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He'd tend the door himself in high lace up boots, orange rhinestone hot pants, a tight black t-shirt, and black boa with orange swirl.
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192054
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While space and time opened up for us, the ground accelerated its attempts to devour the astronaut. Grasses grew up around his edges. Seeds propagated in the folds of his suit, tendrils found their way into the mysterious holes for the missing hoses that
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192021
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The Marigold gloves are yellow (figures!) and medium, the apron ironed with a touch of starch added...
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191950
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About 10 years ago is when it started. I was 14, sitting at Pop's knee, listening to his stories, and Mom came in crying. She could hardly get words out.
I think that day was the last time I felt the sun.
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