1819 0 0
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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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181944
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Both his parents saved their pent up Puritan pasts to fill his ears with brimstone clichés.
"Idle time is the devil's playground", he would tell me, scrunching up his face, stuffing it full of meat lovers pizza.
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181965
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181987
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"There are many dark places;but still there is much that is fair, and though in all lands love is now mingled with grief, it grows perhaps the greater."--J.R.R. Tolkien If the love never came you must have been Dragging your feet. If the hatred carved your…
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181985
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Twice burned, it buries its graves.
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1819117
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... he led what might be called a quiet life
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181933
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I thought about how chocolate or an hour massage, can almost trump sex. Then, I bought a chocolate bar and ate it all, without consulting the serving size. It was dark chocolate, 82%, worth it in the short term--- mmmm.
I thought about getting stoned.
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181921
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I knew nothing about the letter at first. When I came in that morning and smiled and said good morning, it was a genuine smile and a heartfelt good morning. But the letter, which had arrived the previous afternoon, was already doing its corrosive work of
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181900
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"Then why? Why?" she choked. "Why are you so... so mean to me?"
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18191911
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I'm just a rental dog myself
looking for the guardian of starlight
peeing on the expired parking meters
and barking up all the wrong trees.
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181942
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I imagined the crystals in my mouth.
Salt flowers blooming on my tongue.
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181822
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I remember thinking the seasons are arriving later every year,
as if the world has been slowed by the weight of graves.
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1818146
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Marge didn't eat lamb or pork.
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181812
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Harold’s a thinker, authors their plans. Last week he swiped six encrusted cans of Stroh’s from a faded cooler in his dad’s garage. He and LS guzzled each one in a chigger-weed patch behind the school gym, slurping and thumbing a stack of purloined
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181852
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But I still don't have my underwear in the right place.
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181821
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Back in the sixties, I chanced upon a list of books. That’s right. Sifting a black garbage bin, I found the long lost canon. Seizing the moment, I snatched the list, and cradled it in my palms. I felt proud and patriotic for saving such a noble list f
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18181920
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It was a pleasant time, my thoughts were mostly good ones, with little effort wasted on regret.
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181810
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Either they got married in the church dressed in their mothers’ bridal gowns, gaudy and ancient dresses with off-white lace faded from years of hanging in the attic, or they snuck down to city hall...
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181823
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New York, New York The winter drizzle left the streets shiny like in movies and this night Manhattan looked like it should look, vibrant, clean and sparkling. It was…
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181832
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The most beautiful possible thing is to deprive all places of their meanings.
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181782
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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181732
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“You know who Neil Peart looks like?” Gram said, ignoring Aaron's outburst.
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181720
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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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181710
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Lu peeked at his cards again. They were still jacks, and they still looked mighty nice.
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181721
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Hollywood is the land of the slow no.
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181794
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Not many people like Geminis.
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1817123
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181775
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Long, elegant, with a touch of arch,
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181643
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"Hey, man. All we represent to them, man, is somebody who needs a haircut."
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18161413
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My art teacher hated Salvador Dali.
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