1749 4 6
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Two cars smashed together, the sky started to look like a foot infected with gout...
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174971
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She doesn’t answer. Ten minutes slide by unmolested in the anesthesia of cheap wine and resignation, the bouncers blurring and unblurring, the room dimming, quieting, the kaleidoscope of sundown giving way to the gentle sadness of candlelight.
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174931
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Your place is extra.
No it isn't.
It is, baby.
The man was as aroused by her discomfort as he had been annoyed by her laugh. She wasn't laughing now.
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17497530
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Joaquin Phoenix has inspired me to quit writing and purse my true lifelong passion.
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17491812
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“ I told you what she said, that she liked me better when I was drinking. Well, that's the way I feel, too. I liked her better when I was drinking.”
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174943
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"I'll tell you one thing I don't want to see, armed confrontation, leading to domestic warfare."
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174912
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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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174933
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Some trick of the morning light makes the tattoo on her ankle look like the burn from a branding iron. She had watched her father as he slept last night. He was handsome and innocent, like a baby boy.
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17491512
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You anchor the real
You make love to the true
I am bound to you in consecration
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174985
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174888
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I can confirm nothing/
but impressions of the world//
that appear beyond my/
body’s reach.
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174852
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I imagined the sun to be the moon and discovered it was not on a road trip in California where I noticed the sun on one side and the moon on the other.
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174866
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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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174831
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the future wrapped up in a dream
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1748129
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We've talked often about that night, where six hours of our life disappeared, about our shared experience, and the big question of why.
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174821
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I kept a journal
for so many years
I've forgotten
everything I wrote.
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174833
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Susan was twenty-four when it happened again, but she had neither the patience nor the attachment to see it through.
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17481310
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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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174843
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When she told me to write itI did; I scratched out what I wanted to sayin quick print letters. Not all of it.I could never get it all out in an hour but thegeneral idea was definitely there. We had to finish it in the rain becausewe couldn't light the…
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174801
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“Don’t you wish it always ended that way? The right people fall in love? Romance leads to marriage? God, that was a great movie.”
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174711
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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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174765
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He was a beautiful older man, late sixties, who reminded me of a movie star with a thick mane of silver hair parted neatly from left to right and eyes the color of that stretch of Pacific Ocean between San Pedro and Catalina Island, the calming blue of a carefree weekend…
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17472414
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Does flight exhilarate the sparrows
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174787
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what is raised up must rest on its foundation.
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174754
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The first engine arrived and a fireman heavy with gear stumbled from the side railing.
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174700
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Under the dirty orange glow of sodium streetlights, the glistening pavement looks slick, but it’s only just wet. The mid-November temperature is cool—quite mild, actually, for this late time of year—still hovering in the upper 30s—so far posing only the
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1747106
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Post No Bills.
The Crouton Mavens.
United Burglars Union.
Crockpot Mistakes.
The Heavy Doors.
Fire In the Yurt.
Douche Baguettes.
Upsy-Daisey.
Schmazelhood.
Sidetrackia.
Flotsam and Jetsam.
Argyle Sox.
Roachmobile.
The Adulterer’
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174721
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Naomi saw an ad in one of those slick circulars that came in the mail. ' Wigs by Paula."
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174744
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At any moment, she'll come outside to pick up the day’s newspaper. He can see it resting beneath the blooming crape myrtle, its plastic wrapper glistening with dew.
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174774
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They had been wintering on the Cape under gunmetal skies...
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