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Indeed, it was quite likely that no one in town had ever played either of these games. The townsfolk were not big fans of word games, though they did enjoy Whist and Canasta.
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187000
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The latest teen abuse of an ordinary household item? Late-night “lint roller” parties at which boys and girls engage in heavy “feel-up” sessions that can lead to unwanted pregnancies, white slavery and in extreme cases, marriage.
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There is a push-up on the ceiling. I don't know how to get it down. I've tried hitting it with a broom. That just made it blow steam. I asked my wife, did you do push-ups on the ceiling? She did. Why? It's easier up there. The cat doesn't bother me. Well, you left…
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A son packs his bag - bottled water, extra masks, and jerky. Mom paces behind him. “Don't go.”
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187031
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the future wrapped up in a dream
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I try again. "You can make a big cup by putting your hands and fingers together, see?"
He glares at me. "A giant could make a big cup," he says. "A giant could make a giant cup."
I thought so before, and I’ll say it again. A little genius.
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dicks, skulls and upside down crosses
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the air is a fierce tangerine tonight
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this reaching, this striving to love like it's there becoming something we need.
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Like many little towns, ours has an archive. It is a catalog of everything that happens.
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He looked straight at her, not to challenge her, but to better gauge what it was she would throw at him. Her eyes always darted to the thing right before her red, swollen fingers snatched at it, like a thing possessed.
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186911
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"We regret the inconvenience. Due to hijack activity, we have orders to secure this flight. Please remain seated. We will be landing shortly. Thank you for your cooperation."
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Mounds of earth and grassless ground
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I look for the boy we met inside the club, the one who claimed he loved playing with matches, setting fire to churches. I spot him smoking a cigarette, standing so cool against the side of the club, like he might be the nephew of some Viking guitarist hun
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"What is a vageena?" I wanted to know.
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I awake one morning to find that still,
the leaves continue to fall.
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Also in development,/
the anatomically perfect robot/
pool boy and naughty maid,
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186921
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I can still feel the texture of those humid Delta mornings, hear the rhythm of the voices of black children echoing down the halls. I still remember the sense of purpose that I had each day, knowing that this, here, mattered: a child’s education, their
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186830
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Having sex with her there made me feel like a child molester, I said. She said it made her excited.
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186820
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The cabin has windows all around, like ribbon tying a birthday present.
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186840
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Except, something about Margaret was a little off. She would stop typing suddenly and look up at the plant, studying it, almost as if daring it to cross her. Then, she would go back to her computer and start pounding away again.
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1868119
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He asked me to bury him in Vegas.
Instead, I had him cremated in Trenton.
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18681310
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I see my siblings once a year when we all show up, as if required by law, to eat Thanksgiving dinner. It is apparent with every bite how much they hate each other.
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1868106
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“Ol’ Betty has a nice set of headlights,” he says with a wink as he springs out of the recliner.
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186853
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Our mothers died in childbirth. Taken in by the village, our new mothers taught us to wave at the river boats, to sell our trinkets to tourists. They offered us coins of a foreign currency and little pathetic smiles. By nightfall, our fingers bled. Then came…
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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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