1762 10 3
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Often I eat lunch at the hospital. The cafeteria may be the best place to eat in town.
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1761 2 2
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John was sitting at his computer one night after work, when he read an article linked to him by a friend.
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1761 3 2
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He lit another reed - a new score orchestrating in his head - his thoughts swirling around the older man; there was something else going on here…
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are you like the rest of us and you disagree with war yes i said i disagree with war and he said only one man agrees with war but he won t go to the war
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1761 13 10
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Fortunately, when the bird hits the sliding glass doors in our den, I know what to do.
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1761 2 2
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"Honey," I called out to my wife. "Why do we have Spam in the closet?"
"You mean unsolicited bulk messages sent electronically?"
"No--the canned, precooked meat product made by the Hormel Corporation."
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1761 0 0
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‘They will follow, but we have to go now’
‘Wait , I can see something familiar...’
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1761 9 4
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“Are you my neighbor in 3D?” Was she?
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1761 12 12
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They'd taken so much: ivory, rubber, copper, gold. Wealth for the grabbing. No remorse.
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1761 8 5
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They are plastering on lipstick in pay-to-enter toilets
around the corner from the mosques, where old men
sit on back streets selling toilet seats, spices by the
shovel, flashlights, and Audrey Hepburn t-shirts
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1761 13 8
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A lifeboat came by in the night,
And I finally saw we were sinking.
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1761 2 1
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Four nights out of sevenI will lay with youFour nights out of sevenIt's the best I can do In the day, we will bake our breadAt night, ha, we will break our bed!Four nights out of seven, I will be with you
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1761 1 1
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Normally I would have never drank such a wine, but it was late on a Friday evening and the bottle was on the house...
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1761 7 4
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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1761 1 1
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“Man, that Fats just nothin’ but a powerhouse, nothin’ but ‘Jesus Rolled Away the Stone’ and them Cats his apostles.” La KeeSha replied, “Ya’ll a real Blues Daddy now.”
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1760 3 2
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A married woman requests a butterfly tattoo that won't please her husband from an old tattoo artist.
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1760 11 9
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Be careful when you choose your muse,
for she may be a siren.
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1760 3 0
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She burst
Into the glass shop
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1760 15 13
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I am eternal/
as long as the power holds
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1760 6 6
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Oh, gracious mercy, oh...
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1760 9 6
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Gather 'round children, For it's high time to tell, The story of a strange man With a horrible, awful smell. For this is a story More disgusting than most. This is the gruesome tale Of Gary Von Gross. With a house made…
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1760 6 3
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Bootsy awoke with a hangover that only brain surgery could cure, a hangover that caused a seam to open in the known universe, leaving Bootsy on one side while all other matter sped away, away.
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1760 2 0
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I paused in case she said more. Then, “He’s very faint but he wants to talk.”
She leaned forward, chin almost resting on the grey-haired woman in front of her. “Tell him to shout.”
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1760 7 8
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The weatherman can't predict
accumulation. He can only tell you
it will be cold. Expect ice, wind, snow, expect
delays. Your daughters play outside,
dancing around the Evergreen, its branches
bearing the weight of snow, its branches
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1759 1 1
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The pear is a bruise. Feels like desperation in the light, it looks soft and blue. She wants to touch it and doesn’t want to. How the blood gathers under the blue and the body grows tender. Swells. Slowly.
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1759 0 0
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He awoke with a start. This was not the first time he did so. He couldn't afford these occasional bouts of sleep. And certainly not in the land of the Tsantsa hunters.
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1759 12 3
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1759 2 3
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New York, New York The winter drizzle left the streets shiny like in movies and this night Manhattan looked like it should look, vibrant, clean and sparkling. It was…
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1759 7 4
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You're on the Ferris wheel, and the wind is blowing just a little bit, and the sky is invisible behind a wash of white clouds, and your little yellow box tips when you look down, down to the fairway swinging. In the boxes below grandmothers are shrieking …
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1758 17 10
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The list of things to live for/
shortens with age. The list of regrets/
lengthens.
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