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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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181375
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What's the weirdest thing you've ever used as a bookmark? I work in a library. I've seen that, and more.
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18131814
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Squirrels and mice fear her shadow
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1813167
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Under nervously flickering fluorescent lights / your name will grow / fed by the tongues of Those Who Never Leave
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181384
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He had become an accessory to a murder.
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1813107
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She can never say why, but guilt rides her bones
like the spirit. She rubs worry raw.
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181310
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The Jester sat down on the edge of his mattress. He laboured to bring one gout ridden leg up to lay across the other. The jingle bell at the tip of his pointed toe mocked each serrated movement of his limb with a jaunty tinkle. He grabbed his ankle to arrest its…
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Bill (Gunnery Captain of the Left Hand Gun, HMM Plunderer), while not exactly obese, nor could a disinterested observer call him him rotund, was nevertheless the sort of man who'd never be caught by a famine unprepared. And because of this more than regulation…
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181331
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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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181222
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I've never really been impressed with authors that write long teary-eyed novels about people dying of terrible diseases or uplifting stories about the armless boy who made the wrestling team.
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181223
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“How scared?” Mikey said, not wanting to find out, and already looking pretty nervous.
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181242
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‘Didn't you used to have a daughter?'
The tense and phraseology jarred, but he was inarticulate not ignorant, awkward rather than unaware of how it sounded and she smiled at him.
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181231
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We learned to dance beneath a gazebo / in Spring Lake Park / We were fourteen
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181288
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Sometimes you've just got to dance to Be heard. You have got to sing out loud To be understood. Other times No matter what you splash 'n' paint on 'em The beauty goes on shamelessly Not arousing any type of newfound Curiosity. We're…
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181232
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Hair today...gone tomorrow
The sun beats down
on my balding crown.
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18121612
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It's the little things that trip us
up: a small hole in a level field,
an innocuous root in a well-trod
path, a disinclined sidewalk...
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1812103
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Melinda said forget the kegger last night, what we’re about to do will help you figure out whether you want to apply here.
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181243
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Tony sat down in the hotel room with his back against the wall. He had a handsome face, with three-day stubble growing from it, his pupils very large as if frightened by something, or from deep thought. In his hand, was the winning lottery, Periodically he would get up…
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181282
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It was so hot we walked out on our husbands. There were reasons, we supposed. They left the refrigerator doors open all day, grabbing beers when they passed by, tossing the sticky caps upon counters. They drove their Metropolitans to buy food, leaving th
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1812106
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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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18121110
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Someone will labor to keep it alive/
although the body will want but/
to return to random particles
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181274
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They had been wintering on the Cape under gunmetal skies...
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181234
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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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181111
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He thought the scarab was bad luck. I knew too little about omens to argue.
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1811176
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The Viper turns so quickly that Father's grabbing hand now faces its head instead of its tail.
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181100
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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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181177
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How much do book editors earn? Peacock Love. (aww…)
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181100
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From across the crowded bar, past the be-suited lobbyists and in between the plates of fried calamari and glasses of cabernet being hustled to and fro by the Salvadoran waiters, Travis could see that John had changed. Not much, but enough to be noticeable. A little grey…
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He was corporate then, young, his wife gorgeous, the collar flipped up on his twill overcoat, a lit cigarette in one hand, the other around his wife’s waist. They stood outside. It looked chilly. She wore a hat. He looked bulletproof.
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181177
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When God blessed creation, a ewe gave birth to Adam. When he cursed Satan, Eve hatched from a crocodile's egg.——In naming the animals, Adam marked them for death. His own name was a slow fire. Eve's was an inferno.——In the shelter of the Tree of…
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