1610 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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1610 6 4
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And then, and then, and then! After all that, this. After all that bullshit with her Dad, the Associate Principal, the idiotic counselor, and that psychotic police officer, after all that, this: a dead black cat. Blocking her path! Right in the middle of the street! …
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1609 14 8
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And she's dying like someone who's tried living and failed.
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1609 3 0
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He did it in front of the waiter and everything.
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1609 9 5
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The border crossing at El Paso will soon be arriving. I'm apprehensive about Mexico, all the violence.
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1609 10 3
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When she was nineteen, she began to brew a baby in her belly. She named it, and sang to it, and organized the leftover hand-me-downs that hadn't been worn ragged through by the first seven sets of recipients.
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1609 11 2
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Although radiation and chemo rendered him a wraith...
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1609 10 7
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I reached for that hair and the air zagged white...
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1609 21 11
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Guys on safari wearing safari jackets shoot things all day, things with funny names …
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1609 11 6
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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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1609 18 17
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Johan was telling stories about the occupation. The Germans were stupid, he said.
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1608 1 0
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It’s the small stuff. Always. A conversation with a stranger, brief yet so connected it overwhelms you. These encounters can move me beyond my reality, little reminders that, if you just crack the window a little, something very special can blow in.
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1608 1 0
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[He] practiced aromatherapy and licentiousness, in no particular order.
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1608 22 10
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Let’s play a game. I’m thinking of a word.
Do we have to?
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1608 20 11
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The box thuds at your feet: mug, plant, wedding photo, the 25-year pen.
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1608 14 7
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1608 10 9
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Strike me down hard, bolt of pure blue, laser focus square, blast of hydrogen nuclear, knock me on the keister, blind me down, oh Lordy Lord Lord.
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1608 2 1
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The chipping sound started around the time Susannah reached puberty. Not all at once, it was just now and then at first.“What's that noise?” she'd say, and everyone would cock their heads to listen. Her mother eventually took her to the doctor. He said it…
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1608 8 6
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I knew my cat was capable of telepathy when I began to have isolated, random, non-cause-related thoughts about food and feelings, little signals, and I realized that the signs — images of tangerines, tuna, bones; the idea of choice; slate, names; the feeling of…
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1608 14 10
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When we take Vengeance,/
shave and shower him,/
deodorize and scent him,/
clothe him in a starched shirt
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1608 7 5
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—You must be joking, he laughed.
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1608 18 12
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He spends his Sunday morning spraying WD-40 through the straw-like stream attachment at the expansive paper nest of beige and ivory striped wasps.
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1608 19 11
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Today the isobars are far apart.
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1607 11 9
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My wife is making lunch. I suggest leftover pizza. We are going over to the neighbor’s house for pizza tonight, my wife says. I tell her that’s okay. I like pizza.
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1607 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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1607 3 5
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I was sitting on the steps in the entryway to our apartment building taking off my running shoes when I spotted a paperclip on the floor. I assumed it had fallen from the mail that my wife had just taken from our mailbox. Once my shoes were removed, I went down to pick…
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1607 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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1607 0 0
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The sound of drums blared from down the street. Car horns tried to fight the sound. Mayumi and Keiko saw the size of the crowd walking past them increase.
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1607 12 11
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Bag worms hang in their cloudy white hammocks. This is the month of webs when long-bodied yellow and black spiders sign their autographs.
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1607 2 0
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...to know something people around you don’t know can put you outside of them. And then you can’t get back in...
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