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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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A blonde girl, her youth evident beneath a cosmetic mask of bruised eye shadow and plum lipstick, claims the seat beside me on a train. A radiant six month-old gazes out from her hip, awe-struck at life, as my own son must have been at that age. I never e
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1767109
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Four Quartets is a slender book which/
can be read with intensity in its entirety
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176753
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Sometime in the late 60s when I was thirteen I had this paper route for the San Mateo Times.
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You enter the lobby of the office building tentatively at first - you're a little nervous about this interview, after all - but you recall how spectacular and professional you dressed that morning. Plus you read through the company's LinkedIn profile at least five times…
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At night, I wake up, and Daddy's in the bathroom with a hanger in his mouth....
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176701
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And out on that lake that day you yelled “desperation please!”
And I heard “desperate pleas?”
I wondered about first impressions.
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176632
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Scientists have determined that a tiny freshwater organism known as the "bdelloid rotifer" gave up sex 40 million years ago. And you thought the spark had gone out of your marriage.
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176683
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At the third or fourth discotheque I drink so much I accidentally find myself happy.
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176610
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The separation—the plan—had been a long time coming. After years of fighting and therapy and apologizing and, finally, silence, their marriage was about to die of exhaustion.
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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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“Why do you write filth?” they howl
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March 16, 2006 My mail, e-mail, and phone calls go from the ridiculous to the sublime. Apologies for the cliché, but I can't resist its perfect applicability: In my mailbox today yet another catalogue of boob jobs in bikinis and an invitation to explore…
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hoping for a happy outcome/
like a kindly voice on the line
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the swan drives a car ( window down; wing half hanging out ) …
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If he had not just decapitated a chicken, he was a man I could have loved.
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The two walked around, taking in all the classics: the imported Russian matryoshka dolls of varying styles and bright colors; spinning tops, red Radio Flyer wagons, kaleidoscopes, and wooden yo-yo's invoked memories of Christmases past. The hand-stitched
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I visited the grave of Rimbaud. / It was pale blue
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Rarely is Quay Street so clean,
Monday in rain,
Neactain’s ticking over with
Slow jazz and crosswords,
Stout and steaming anoraks.
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[CAUTION: THIS CAN CONTAINS THE CAFFEINE EQUIVALENT OF THREE CUPS OF COFFEE. PEOPLE WHO ARE ELDERLY, PREGNANT, OR SENSITIVE TO CAFFEINE SHOULD NOT CONSUME THIS BEVERAGE!]
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Hey, how are you? she squeaked.
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I walked to work back then...
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The only silver lining? The man in my life and I are in this together.
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It doesn't have to be force grown betweenus. We entwine naturally. It's agood feeling to have a friend who at oncedoesn't require a hothouse ceiling laidbetween each invisible touch. There's justwind. There's just rain. There's just sun. There's just you.There's just…
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The strange bones of language
wander the room.
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