1955 4 5
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When the city froze and the darkness began to arrive ahead of rush hour, my pills worked; Butterfly Hu’s did not. In a double blind trial, you can’t know who gets the miracle, and who gets the sugar.
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195473
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Maybe she thinks in Czech, dreams in German, pretends in English. Babylon is a beautiful place after all.
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19541819
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Where we live, at the edge of the foothills at the east edge of town, fire is always a worry during the summer, and this has been an exceptionally dry year.
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195430
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1: The Zero Product Property states that if a multiplied by b equals zero, then zero must equal a or b. Thus, to prove this theory, multiply a and b divided by a. Use the broken chord theorem to crease the zero by disrupting the circular movement of the skewed line. As a…
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1954189
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feathered waves of tangerine peach
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19541310
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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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19541510
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On the birthday before he started school, he received a pencil case from his paternal grandparents. The violet, oblong pouch contained a pencil and a pencil sharpener in the same color. He didn't remember what had happened with the pencil or the sharpener, but he had…
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1954124
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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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195420
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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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1954114
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The parallels have become too numerous, and too striking, to ignore.
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195321
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He’d been wishing for months that he’d bought a retro clothing store. He would have called it HARRY’S HOARY HOSERRY. He would have met a better class of women.
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195397
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master carvers do not reduce with carving.
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19531111
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This is the place I could find my breath. I didn'tSay I understood it. I only wanted to hold someone andMeant to. I don't care about the rules for caring.This place where I could speak was incredibly far from Where I'd once met you. The place where I could…
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19531210
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Poor kid. She didn't mean to leave my business card on her kitchen counter next to the telephone. It was a mistake.
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19532212
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I liked the taste in my mouth, mint and cigarettes and fresh and filthy.
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195331
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Over fifty plastic flamingos stood silently at attention... as if eating sea urchins out of our lawn.
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195310
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After nine months, I was granted early parole...
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195389
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I worry about my garden. I know there are larger concerns lurking in the stale shadows than my limp little flowers, things more pressing to the meeting of minds than thick lush green leaves might bring, but this is my own greenish way of …
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195300
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Bill was queasy, short of breath, his chest tightening. He was next. How he hated this game of confession. It was harder than going to a priest, which at least allowed a measure of anonymity. True, these were friends, yet, in terms of the game, he was vastly…
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19531813
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My uncle looks into the bleached eye of his cat and asks
"What happened to my ear?"
The meerkat’s eye replies:
"You had cancer. Remember?
They had to cut off your ear to save you."
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195311
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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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195341
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fated and cruel, a person I don't love
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195297
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Dark, green grass covered the pasture like millions of tiny fingers swaying in the heat.
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195276
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Alexander Ivanovich stuck out his leg and tripped Daniil Ivanovich Yuvachev. Daniil Ivanovich Yuvachev stood up, took two steps forward, stuck out his leg and tripped Alexander Ivanovich.
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1952127
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my space heater throws a pale orange light
my white candles flicker in the middle of the night
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195297
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I’ve been such a fool, so reckless and untrue.
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195220
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Nothing more savory than gossip relayed in confidential tones.
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195273
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We spend life, or much of it rather, chasing epiphanies promised to us by hip prophets and free spirits.
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195200
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The desk calendar was brilliant, unused. The problems with it didn't begin until March.
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195211
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I'm not hungry now
The darkness swallows me as they eat.
I'm starving now
With a pain I can't defeat.
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