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Though some days... I feel as though I'm nothing more than the ultimate hedged-bet should the offender be living out his last days on earth, holding my arm as we both feel our way through the long dark corridors of tragedy.
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This is a lady who never got a break.
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160254
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Pombo had never exhibited such powers of concentration with elevators or with other escalators, the young girl confessed to the museum staff.
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160211
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No, I’m not at the junior high bus stop. I’m at the dining room table with my parents.
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160211
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Her mother sighed, fingering the faux-pearls around her neck. Barbara's neck tensed, almost as though the hair on the back of it would stand up: Here comes a platitude . . .
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During what's called "Children's time," one day at church Sarah slides her left foot halfway out of her tiny ballet slipper to show Davie her toenails are painted the same soft pink as the inside of her shoe. "Look," she says. "My…
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1602108
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Afterward, at the motel, I asked her why she liked sex so much, and she said she liked the taste.
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1602105
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"Some Purgatory in order, innit?"
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160223
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① / empty space / not black / not white / not noise / blanck
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160200
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Back in the Dark Ages, the Mongols invented the first hamburger pattie. They put slabs of beef under their horses' saddles and after a few miles of rough riding -- voila! a flattened piece of cow meat. They then proceeded t
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1602155
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I thought, what are we talking about? Botox?
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160294
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Oh, what jealousy does to us! What love does to the living!
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160241
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The way she once felt for another, naked mornings in her bed, and Young Frankenstein. Sed-a-give.
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160232
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my fingers vibrate magnetic/
a humming void/
where my brain was
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160176
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Scavenge at that address only if you feel possessed of great courage, a profound faith in resurrection or reincarnation, or an impatient desire for a premature date with certain death.
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160176
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Brody was standing against the wall with one hand in his hip pocket, as if he was holding a gun. The motel was set in the undergrowth of several weedy small towns, but a flashing neon sign made it impossible to miss from the road. We used it as a safe hou
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160182
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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1601168
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Her clothing style varies from grunge to glamor and . . . she always looks good.
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1601105
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Brazilian girls yammer
with their book bags
up against my leg.
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160100
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Dr. van Roos reminded the group that trauma is trauma...
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16012013
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16011513
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San Bruno avenue, six shops in eight blocks. Those Vietnamese ladies thrive on the pedicure trade.
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160100
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They stride the earth of their own accord, knocking down bridges, buildings— obliterating whole towns with each pendulous swing...
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She parks the car and trudges insidefor her daily visithoping that the new rouge hidesthe old tears.Five years now she has been comingto see himHe looks nothing like the pictures toanyone but her.They say she should go homeand rest, relaxShe doesn't know how…
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1601137
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His note said: “I’m sick of low attendance.”
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160065
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You may think you've tasted envy, but yours was just a sour sip of wine at a civilized wine-tasting. Mine is bottom-shelf, well-brand gin in a biker bar with miss-the-urinal piss stains on the floor.
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160031
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Her dress swirled around her as she stepped into the ballroom, looking every bit as sultry as her recent Playboy cover...
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160063
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Ellen decided to soft-pedal the one month to live thing. Really, there was barely time for the patient to read Ellen's brochure.
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