1822 4 1
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On the way home, “Friendly honk,” he said.
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1822 7 3
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Susie watched the record, her mouth agape just slightly, the spinning vinyl unveiling the powerful sound of a voice she'd wanted to hear her whole life.
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1822 2 0
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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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1822 18 14
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Squirrels and mice fear her shadow
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1822 2 0
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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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1822 8 5
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1822 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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1821 2 2
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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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1821 6 4
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Outlined against the thinly layered darkness of the room, there is a silhouette of a small boy with his feet pulled up to the chin, failing to hold its own against the thousand stares from the deep violating the stillness of his room, their long familiarity with the…
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1821 7 1
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Space, blank, uninterrupted, but then a fissure, a crack, a corridor, and down it you're walking.
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1821 3 2
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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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1821 4 3
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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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1821 15 8
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this reaching, this striving to love like it's there becoming something we need.
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1821 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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1821 10 7
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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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1821 1 0
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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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1821 19 16
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Try it with and without/
middle name or middle initial.//
Try different keywords.
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1821 3 1
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U-R, UltraReads is my new concept, an experiment designed to suit contemporary need and taste. The handy tablet-size reads can be easily done from your phone anytime, anywhere in the world. Each one comes together with a visual to make the reading experience more…
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1821 9 7
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the array of regularly spaced wavering human forms floating upright seems to extend endlessly in all directions.
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1820 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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1820 2 1
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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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1820 0 0
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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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1820 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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1820 12 11
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The cataclysm of all those photons/
mad to be a part of you
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1820 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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1820 18 12
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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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1820 7 4
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They had been wintering on the Cape under gunmetal skies...
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1819 1 1
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He thought the scarab was bad luck. I knew too little about omens to argue.
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1819 16 16
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To See Who's There Able these days to search through centuries, I click, scribble, cut and paste, skim, reject, record, resurrect a wet stone wall, the smell of burning peat. Bob's your uncle, Peggy's …
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1819 6 4
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For a person you don't know, a stranger with a lot of place, you think much of him.
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