1567 18 9
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156700
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I would be the mortal to hand justice to God. It wouldn’t come in the form of steel from a blade or by gun powder of a revolver, but by my disbelief...
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15672913
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With such demeaning precarity, I can’t read/
anything more than a thousand words
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15671410
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Oh to be young and vigorous.
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156621
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‘Miguel! A pint of Guinness, please!'
I might as well have asked for his mother's immortal soul. A smile as benign as a stiletto. But he served a clean and tidy pint.
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156633
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Let's buy this robin's egg blue furniture. Okay. Let's buy this album full of wren songs. Uh, okay.
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156632
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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15661710
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The list of things to live for/
shortens with age. The list of regrets/
lengthens.
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156621
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Librarians love me,
you want to know why?
I don’t dog-ear pages,
I don’t even try.
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1566103
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Kitchen.
sandwich.
wife.
daughter.
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156621
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"I who?" Mrs Caterpillar slithered closer to the door, peeping through the peephole with her stemma. Upon visual inspection, she discovered that it was Mr Earthworm standing outside in the rain.
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156600
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It seemed like only yesterday that she was making sure to remember bottles for Hunter and now he was eating regular adult food, and they were looking into tutors for next year, and Hunter was nearly four. Her runty Hunty umpkins was going to be four.
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15661513
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San Bruno avenue, six shops in eight blocks. Those Vietnamese ladies thrive on the pedicure trade.
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1566118
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8) An exercise online calls for the first sentence on page 45 of the book nearest you as a suggested description of your love life. The book 9) nearest me still is _The Quarterly_, 1, spring 1987, that I have on my desk in preparing to write an essay.
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156630
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His mouth went dry, but he managed to say, coolly, “Just how would you like me to do that, Sandra?”
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156674
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I can take you away, away, away.
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156686
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156621
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In the dark, alone after she was gone, he would whisper her name into his pillow and fight the tears more out of shear exhaustion than anything else. He had mourned for her even before she had passed, as he watched helpless while the disease marched slowly and…
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156611
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By: Roz Warren (and Janet Golden)I'm a humor writer. My work appears in publications from The Funny Times to The New York Times. Janet is a history professor whose writing was confined to academic journals and the occasional op-ed. Driving back from the Jersey shore one…
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156697
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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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156620
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At first it was just holding hands and talking about Ricky's condition. Then it was leaning into each other on the sofa, Ben whispering my name into my hair, me wanting to put my hand on his thigh.
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156664
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An action oriented solution for bovinity
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1566113
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He had a country house, she said, but it was near the city. She said the house was about as old as he was and she loved it— from the wood-framed windows to the heavy wood doors... to the garden on the side of the house
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156620
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Last night aliens invaded our dishwasher.
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156600
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We all ran out of the house into the communal garden without fences. There stood Von Rotten with a smoking rifle in his hands, and our mascot Digger lying on his side, limp. We all looked at each other in disbelief.
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156599
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Requires one of those leaps.
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156554
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But no matter how we died, we all end up here, in the Meadowlark Children's Cemetery.
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15651410
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One by one our friends are kicking the bucket. Let's get together. It's now or never, we figure.
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1565114
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I have an appointment set for the day after next; you said you thought you might be firing blanks and then I feel a kick into my chest—two kicks, three, seven at least—my cat is going crazy at the stinky tom outside the window and the birds are waking, sc
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15653020
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We are moments away from the end, and it feels like it.
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