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In the gutter, the paper signs turned back to pulp.
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1810127
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The fish would need a name, but she didn’t know how to tell if it was a boy or a girl. Did fish have penises?
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181052
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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181010
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Lu peeked at his cards again. They were still jacks, and they still looked mighty nice.
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181075
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words have their own ancestors,/deeds are commanded by their own lords./
knowledge and thought do not make me understand—/no surprise, then, that I am not understood.
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18092011
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The suite of dark rooms/
extends forever./
It’s no big deal.
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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180922
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I built the fence myself, strong and high and aesthetically pleasing. It was high enough to provide privacy on both sides, but from my bedroom balcony I could see everything. More than I wanted to see.
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18092010
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I invited Van Gogh over for some drinks and a chat. I'm talking about Vincent.
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180900
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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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It could be fun,/
with the guns, explosives, Molotov/
Cocktails and all,
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180921
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Hollywood is the land of the slow no.
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1809128
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...ghosts still resentful, ghosts far from home...
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180900
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"Then why? Why?" she choked. "Why are you so... so mean to me?"
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She saw no sense in waiting. Waiting was a weakness.
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Why is the sky grey he asked meI don't know, I saysudden flashes of light snowbloat the cloudssea gulls are squawkingexpect them to peck at my headI have nothing to feed them
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180880
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The serious writer looks back on a long and distinguished career as an herbologist.
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1807106
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My first girlfriend had blue Christmas lights strung on trees in front of her stone house. My family had all gone to bed. When midnight came, it was snowing.
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180720
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There's this sepia-toned photograph, which my mother gave me, of my brother and me when we were still both youngsters. In the picture my brother's dressed in a skimpy checked suit whose sleeves were already too short for him — on its way to becoming my
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180720
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Enid closes her bedroom door when she changes her clothes but leaves it ajar when she's doing her face; is she hoping some small talk might reach her dainty ears?
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I took my first shower away from home as if it were a ritual cleansing. It felt especially good, even exciting to be taking a shower in the bathroom of another woman. Why was that? Maybe because it didn't have marble around the bathtub, and it wasn't e
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180700
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The museum’s catalog description changed much less than the painting over those years. He wasn’t curator-in-chief of catalog descriptions, however, that task went to a curator arriving by another door.
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18072714
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At some point, my lottery number/
was in the mid 300s. I was safe/
for whatever reason. No need/
to burn my draft card.
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180644
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The last of your tenuous septum dissolves when you press the nozzle of the neti pot against it.
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180696
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Hey, how are you? she squeaked.
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Sweet Tooth needed a little snack, so he ambled on down the hall to the kitchen. He figured to make one of his patented peanut butter, potato chip, tangerine, raisin, and banana sandwiches because those things just always hit the spot. Unfortunately, when he tugged the…
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