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180910
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I’ve done my part of the job in conservative clothing. Lonnie’s done her part looking like Dolly Parton.
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180974
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180954
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He reveled in the chase, giddy when just out of arm’s reach. When to catch him, that was the question.
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180822
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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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18081611
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I don't know how long I was down on the curb. When I came around it took several minutes to realize that it wasn't the moon overhead at all but a street light and the sticky feeling stuff I was lying in was, yeah, my blood. And the hand on my shoulder wasn't hers. I…
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180800
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Boy meets girl. Girl meets boy. It was an unexpected meeting, but one that was sure to bring a lot of change for both. They met at a work event. Some friends wanted to put together a company and they had both been invited to be part of the project. Boy smiled. Girl remained…
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180800
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After Jonesy entered the bear habitat, he walked up to the biggest bear in the group and punched it square in the nose. The bear was visibly startled. I mean, bears don’t get punched that often. And there’s a reason: bears are ferocious animals.
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180853
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Although still uncertain of whether she was a she fish or a he fish (she definitely hated being an it fish), the fish liked what she saw of Nags Head. Finally, a world that gave her a choice. And felt no need to verify whether she was a real she fish, or just a he fish…
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180877
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My wife and I were looking for a "fixer-upper." We were strange that way. We were leaving a rental which had cat tunnels built into the walls. One villa we toured had a heartbeat. In the basement, in place of a well pump, was a heart made of fibrous roots which had…
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180831
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1. there's nothing more to say about it and I don't want to be drawn2. beautiful she couldn't hear me anyway I was desperate and there were moths3. they'd replaced his head with a picture of the moon he looked4. none of them were speaking English more like a ticking a…
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180822
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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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180897
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The day you came to the wedding the sky was so, so brightly July./ I saw my face where I left it the last time . . . .
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180866
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Now, at last, she finds what she's been searching for. Worms. Like bitty pale larva, like half-moons of air trapped under fingernails. She thinks she sees one twitch; she blinks more furiously and hates herself for it.
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180876
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He leans in close then, close enough that when he speaks, his words tiptoe out and tuck me in.
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180754
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1807106
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I had a meeting with the editor of a well-known magazine. She said, “I think your paradigm got stuck up your monomyth.” “Oh dear. Is that bad?” “Bad? You want to be a writer, don't you?” “Well, I did. I'm not so sure now.…
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180761
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ANTHONY I decide after Jill and I have dinner at her flat and smoke an enormous joint that I need to call Tyler, a conversation I'm not particularly looking forward to. I leave and she's not happy, but I tell her I have homework and we kiss a little bit…
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180731
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My small kitchen has barely enough room to turn around in, yet I had the feeling I was being watched. When I experience it again, just seconds later, I realize it was eyes watching, actual eyes, not a camera or machine.
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1807137
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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180767
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When he took Medieval German Lit in graduate school, Ackermann read Der Ackermann aus Böhmen by Johannes von Tepl. His professor was amused both by his last name and that his grandparents were Germans from Bohemia. Of course, only his grandmother was from Bohemia and…
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180732
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We fold it end over end, meeting in the middle where she takes it, and I let go...
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180796
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Every time she tries to sleep they come; legions of small armored things scuttle claws aloft across the purple sand as soon as she stops moving.
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180784
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"This tastes like goat cheese," I said.
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180774
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It was impossible
that you wouldn't love me
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1807116
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One must not confuse the meaning / of life with the joy of living
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180632
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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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180662
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We’re on our way out, my brother and me, to the graveyard.
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180651
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I sat on the corner of her desk ... Angela Merkel can be a sweetie when she wants to be.
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18062014
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the doomed, but splendid,
first year GT40.
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