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The Numbers will never romp up the stairs from the laundry room to slip warm socks on your feet on a winter’s night.
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181810
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Conjoined - her hardened nipple brushing, softly, against him, his chest hair caressing her skin like a thousand hungry lovers’ fingers – the perfect moment lasted eternity.
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181833
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In a corner of a neighbor’s land too stony to till Cob makes a mystery.
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181810
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"I always disliked such display of religious fervor. I dislike religious fervor. Period."
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18182214
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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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181800
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And Mickey said to the reporter, "I wrote a play for Richard. It is the wild play I performed with Richard. I think he will like this shit."
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181831
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the future wrapped up in a dream
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18182119
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The younger woman asked Scott if he loved Jesus.
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181800
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an ominous figure of fear and grace a ball moves back and forth
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181753
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Hunger only makes people hungry, but bad hair can ruin your whole day.
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181720
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a store called ROCKING FROCKS. In its window was a black tee shirt that said in big white letters, I'M NOT A SLUT, I'M WITH THE BAND.
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1817109
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It was all I was convinced / in designing the encounter.
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181762
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After she died, clearing out her safe deposit box at the local bank, I found more numberplates.
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1817147
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where is the magic at?
the spit
the dirt
or the words?
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181797
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I stand at the edge of the water naked as a newborn. Tiny ripples lick my toes.
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181764
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He had stared at the back of his neck for so long that images of his nape flashed into view randomly throughout the day like interfering signals from a station just out of reach, DESIRE CHANNEL, or something, reminding him of his skewed priorities, his fa
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181753
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The thing was, though, she couldn’t shake the image of that dead dog she had found inside the black trash bag she thought could be first base, right before the twins said, Screw the game, let’s swing.
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181755
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Alessandro was no ordinary demon (what demon is?), insofar as he had Constable Pulce's number. In demonly fashion he had Pulce's number in a way Pulce himself did not.
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181674
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"Merry Christmas, Willie."
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181688
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I can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
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181686
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Here I am in the city where we walked side by side, you had driven a great distance and lost your way somewhere where exits left the highway from both directions and unpredictably.
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181655
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While the other kids blew bubbles, Maddy clung to my neck. She didn't cry or scream, and she held on loosely, not with the death grip some kids have. For five Wednesday afternoons, Maddy wrapped her pudgy arms over my shoulders and rested her bottom on m
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181600
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I found him dead underneath a sycamore tree. I knew it was a sycamore tree because of all the acorns surrounding the body.
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1816123
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I'm explicating Emily Dickinson when the alarm starts: three long, two short. Lockdown mode. Only there was nothing in the staff bulletin about a drill. So I tell the students to get down on the floor, away from the window. I open the classroom door and lock it from…
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181600
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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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181694
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A jollier zombie you shall never find. You must trust me on this!
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181600
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181612
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It wasn’t funny. It wasn’t scary. It wasn’t great. And it never is with people.
Except..eventually..when you meet the right person..it is.
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181575
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I was Orson Welles skulking in the shadows and you Alida Valli;
our time measured like footsteps advancing on Gethsemane.
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181587
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what is raised up must rest on its foundation.
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