1728 8 4
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"This tastes like goat cheese," I said.
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172700
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"Only the gods in heaven can do such things," he shouted back, his voice hoarse and parched from no water for two days. "Wouldn't your God have saved you by now if he had the power?"
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17271710
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The list of things to live for/
shortens with age. The list of regrets/
lengthens.
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172732
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I've heard of sucessful marriages where there's very little sex.
My heart aches for that kind of love.
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172796
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Can I still be in your pictures?
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172796
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People suck. They suck you down, and if you're not careful, they'll ruin you.
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172721
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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17271917
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1727109
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172721
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In the dream Yesler rolled, a broad avenue made of fine yellow dust, from Third down toward Second, and I made my way in the silence and bright morning air. To my left on the corner of Second stood the old Mocambo cafe and lounge, home to drag…
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1727137
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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172742
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Renee said, "I have actually slept with a number of Captains of Industry and would rate them, overall, deficient in skills."
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1727167
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The sun is going to slice your goddamn face open.
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172700
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You can’t start living in The Netherlands just like that; you need to be registered first. Once an official has confirmed you’re the person you claim to be, you can start in a job. Once an employer has confirmed you’re employed, you can apply for yo
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172632
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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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172652
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Almost to the elevation of regret.
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172621
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We got Bob Dylan on the wall
wriggling from the lack of music
and light among the spheres
A great doubt has been raised
and can be seen from far, far away
for they are even afraid now in heaven
that things can’t be going right
and to
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17262214
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Over the years, his face
began to alter
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17261913
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but I pretend again I've kept the prairie/
out, have battled back the smoke and dirt
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172675
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they got some heat here in the West
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172675
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The man and the lady loved to laugh. She would tuck her hair back and lay her head on his stomach after dinner while watching old scary movies on Thursday nights. She would listen to his stomach digest the food and laugh then, he would laugh and…
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172655
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172666
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No one writes epics anymore. Why? Perhaps it's because we no longer share mythologies. Once there was a shepherd, and now there is a Google bus loaded with pricks. Yes, you say, but they are good at math. Each and every one of them. And this is true. I envy them…
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172694
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“Are you my neighbor in 3D?” Was she?
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1726109
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We lived across, the street, across North Govenor, from a pretty art student whose stripper name was Jan the Blonde Bombshell.
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172542
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I think for a second that I should have called my husband out to witness this thing, but I am instantly made aware of why I have not.
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1725148
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And she's dying like someone who's tried living and failed.
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172533
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Karen likes to make a big deal about life experience. Specifically how much more she has than me. What that actually means, she's never made clear. The definition changes and mutates as the years go by, always in her…
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172524
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We got our holes in our hearts bundled onto soft wrapping cloth just like the gentleman on TV said; with smiles we set out towards our matching end of the same old stories. That's just the way…
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172566
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Oh, gracious mercy, oh...
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