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184153
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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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18411716
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That night he dreamed about a duel with toothbrushes....
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184133
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The Karaoke Girls are not appreciated. Not nearly enough and not often enough.
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184187
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what is raised up must rest on its foundation.
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18411110
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When her husband left she was not yet thirty
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184100
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said you loved me
told some jokes
aren’t you dying?
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1841147
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where is the magic at?
the spit
the dirt
or the words?
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184000
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It might not seem easy to breathe any love into a name like Father. It’s a stiff word—it’s not soft, like, say, Papa—but sometimes you have to breathe love into names you don’t choose.
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184074
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My boyfriend unequivocally believed in the existence of aliens. He was the Mulder to my Scully, though when I said so, he had no idea what I was talking about. I never understood how someone so E.T. obsessed could have missed 'The X-Files'.He would look skyward, eyes…
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184020
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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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184032
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Beautiful kids in sunglasses dashed around as colourful as jars of mixed fruit in the warm air of a midsummer’s night drinking on the riverbank, the bar sheltered under a crusty wooden shack, the sight was stunning in the twilight before the sun rose.
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184077
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I want to be that daring gardener who ploughs up her front yard -- to the horror of the Neighborhood Association.
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184085
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Without warning his eyes expertly navigated into a closed position setting off the dream machine long without power until this very second.
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183945
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But the world is smaller when I see it /
from the crook of your neck.
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1839105
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Freshly fucked,
Shirley exhaled enjoying the lingering sensations. She always felt lighter after a good orgasm, and this had been one for the record books.
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1839149
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Maybe tonight, maybe next week,/
maybe only in my waking dreams,/
I’ll teach another lesson-
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183994
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A jollier zombie you shall never find. You must trust me on this!
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183975
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my God, I have no time, no time
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183900
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His thought was shattered then by the horrible grind of the telephone in the hall. Surely not for me, he thought. One of the other tenants has a friend who’s landed vipivka, no doubt after 39 straight days of hunt. Booze is so damnably hard to find
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183921
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God forbid you should break one of the camps precious “rules,” which were more or less like the Ten F'ing Commandments around there.
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1839106
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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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183931
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Dark hung over the night like an occupation force. Across the street a Cuban diner fought it off with green and yellow neon lights, Latin rhythm beating through the air.
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18392713
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It’s beautiful to look at and to hold/
though true musicians would be appalled/
by the black plastic
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183832
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I don't know if I'm going to get Alzheimer's, but know I don‘t want to. That's why I just read “100 Simple Things You Can Do To Prevent Alzheimer's“ by medical journalist Jean Carper. Doing simple things is something I'm good at. And while I'm…
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183886
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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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18382414
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Does flight exhilarate the sparrows
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183821
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I remember ...all the teenagers offered no-longer favored CDs, last year's cell phones, third-place trophies, team jerseys, played-out videogame cartridges, and candy-colored miniature stuffed animals...
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183874
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Things aren't going to get better are they? Would you like a sugar cube? No. Are you sure? I put acid on it. Oh, well yes, I guess then. Cool. Things might get better for a little bit then. Or horribly worse. Ha. Awesome. They taste like an orgasm…
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183800
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Beautiful,
a country left abandoned by the parade path.
The soldiers that typically occupy this place,
temporarily removed to neighboring lands;
congregating together,
backs to the native.
I benefit from the accidental diversion.
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