1858 8 6
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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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1858 22 14
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I thought each day died inside the clock.
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1858 2 1
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the champagne foam cascades like cherry blossom ensnared in the first gales of spring
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1858 2 1
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"Look, Ted, I'm on a timer. It's really hell here, you can't imagine. And I have a chance to get paroled early, if you do me a solid."
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1858 1 1
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He shivered in his robe and pajama pants as the showdown with the piggy bank continued on this dark winter’s night. He couldn’t resist the cute dots for eyes, the stubby legs and perked up ears.
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1858 8 5
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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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1858 21 12
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the birth of a long, dark age//
where the wealthy will be eaten by the poor/
and the poor will be eaten by disease
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1858 2 2
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1857 2 2
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I flung the basketball at the hoop and Cooper shagged the ball. He was the luckiest bastard I knew. ...
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1857 3 2
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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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1857 10 5
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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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1857 3 1
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Everything is painted black that isn’t glass, velvet, neon, or chrome. The club is cold, and the DJ who broke-up with me while I forgot I was stoned is spinning his favorites to an empty floor. Endings have a rhythm. I heard this one coming. I can hear it
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1857 9 4
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A jollier zombie you shall never find. You must trust me on this!
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1857 10 5
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'Do you feel that, my little one?' Stillness. Calm. I felt the baby move her tiny little feet and smiled.
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1857 0 0
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"Did I have a choice? Could I just open my eyes, did I have to ‘see’ as he was telling me now I could? I decided to go for it. What did I have to lose? This was all a dream, too much driving to get here, too much reunion, too much food, too much beer. Or
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1857 12 11
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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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1857 3 2
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A true Rowdies fan begins every conversation about the band with a legend. She would be impressed if he knew the story.
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1857 5 1
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“What would you think if I committed adultery?”
She pauses very briefly before replying.
“What, you got time on your hands?”
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1856 5 5
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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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1856 5 4
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I grew up in Detroit, and even though I haven't lived there since I was 18, I'm still a Michigander at heart. I'm also a (retired) bankruptcy attorney.You can probably tell where this is going. I own a Detroit municipal bond. It's a sewer bond, which means…
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1856 2 1
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Oh no, here is that Whitman man
I’ve heard he is a bounder.
Don’t look his way or catch his eye-
Just get another round, dear.
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1856 18 14
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Squirrels and mice fear her shadow
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1856 0 0
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There was a whole group of us Young Turk poets who hung out at the Savoy Tivoli in North Beach. Most of them drove cabs, (whereas I was now working in a damned gas station for Angel, my publisher’s man, who got me a job there.) They would double-park thei
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1856 13 5
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That led to the first aid box on the bed at 3 in the morning, but what about those veggies?
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1856 3 4
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Sunday, Nolan and I drop by the ice rink on 10th and Alma to watch the amateur hockey leagues battle it out in an unspoken yet assumed class war: the buff, unemployed rink bums who can grind ice, cross-check, and stick handle like the pros, versus the dou
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1856 8 6
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As he brushes his shoulders against other people's shoulders until he almost has no shoulders –
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1856 5 2
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Some books are like old friends and when you read them, you no longer feel alone.
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1856 12 11
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When I no longer know you, what signal will you give to remind me that you and I once loved?
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1855 1 0
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On the day they were born, the old mother eagle named her chicks Faith, Hope, and Charity.
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1855 4 1
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On the way home, “Friendly honk,” he said.
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