2976 54 29
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She says, “Put it there now.”
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2971 1 2
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And aren't we are so then so rarely The hero in another's story When we want to be. And why are we so always Rounding stories on the heroes Who don't want to be? And aren't we are so then are so rarely Heroes in each others' …
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2968 0 0
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The sink spat its water in a most erratic and vindictive fashion, with varying temperatures of discomfort and a nefariously mechanical nonchalance. Her arms are elbow deep in the misbehaving appliance, it looked to us as if she was drowning a small rodent
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2967 5 3
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I used to think I could see God in the clouds. Not in an indefinite expanse of clear blue, calm and crisp and quiet, desperate in its infinity, but somewhere up there, among the water vapor masses between us and eternal sky. Not in gray and grumpy nimbostratus, nor fine…
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2963 17 10
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Eli the dog cocks his head like a pistol;
half cock, full cock.
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2960 10 5
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All that loves green produces green.
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2960 25 11
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After the affair was over, she told her husband she’d been smoking. Obviously he didn’t know, but he knew. One can never hide the fact that one has been smoking.
He said he could smell it on her.
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2955 0 0
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He told me to count backwards from 10. I was out by 8. He was now in complete control of my life – what a helpless situation.
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2954 5 2
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“Skip the obsequies,” he said. He meant “flattery” but he’d been taking a “30 Days to a More Powerful Vocabulary” course.
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2953 29 13
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My round belly is deflating. I disappear a little more by the day. It's been weeks. Soon, I may not even be here.
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2951 1 1
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The men who have come to take me have science on their side. I know this is true, and yet I sit on the same bed I've had since girlhood, unable to move myself to pack even a pair of socks. What does one wear at the asylum anyway? Pajamas? Certainly my suits will be useless.…
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2951 22 10
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“Just curious,” Sean says, “but what’s up with the old Pinto out front?”
She looks at him. “It’s my boyfriend’s.” Her green eyes are flat: What business of yours?
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2949 8 2
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1. Main character:
Promiscuous girlfriend.
2. Main character's goal:
Wants to have a lot of sex.
3. Obstacle:
Has boyfriend.
4. Character's idea of a solution to the goal:
Cheats on boyfriend.
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2947 18 11
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Let’s face it, there are simply too many things too know these days.
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2946 34 17
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Don’t rub me out now, not tonight. Or if you do, do it right.
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2943 22 11
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Fault and blame can be forgotten after three steep flights of stairs. Pregnant-lady-take-the-elevator kind of steep. I-said-elevator, holy-shit-she’s-falling kind of steep. A-faked-relief-when-the-child-is-born, but-born-special kind of steep.
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2942 39 31
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On the ground deputies comb the back roads. Border Patrol scouts from the air
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2939 56 35
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In between, they love each other madly, fuck like the rare....
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2930 2 1
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The following day, I was so nervous that I decided to have a drink to keep a lid on my nerves. It wasn't even noon yet. They say that's when you know it's getting bad, and that drinking has become a problem. But I hadn't gone out with anyone in over fi
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2929 3 1
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My name is Mandy and I'll be your narrator today. I'd like to welcome you aboard. You will be reading at the approximate speed of one hundred words per minute. Total estimated reading time will be about fifteen minutes. At this time, I'd like to point out several of the…
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2929 14 9
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Can’t seem to put your clothes on today. You’re wandering in the little closet of your mind again, picking at socks that won’t stay up, shirts that are always too big -
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2929 14 10
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...what will happen to me buying drugs on the street, at night...?
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2927 11 2
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Catullus 16 I will fuck you up the ass and then the mouth, Furius the catamite, and pederast Aurelius: you both who think, because my poems are salty, that I possess your equal lack of shame: for it's proper for a poet to be moral, no way essential for it…
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2925 11 6
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She got the day wrong. It was one of her usual mistakes, getting the day wrong. A Wednes for a Tues. Or a 5th for a 6th. Sometimes it took her until afternoon to realize it. Which probably meant that it didn’t make much of a difference anyway.
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2922 34 14
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I sat on the top step and watched the woman go down and stand in the middle of the room, raising her hands as if to touch them and I half expected the moths to lift the ends of her hair, the hem of her skirt, and fly away with her.
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2918 3 1
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I stared deep into the sepias...
And you touched my soul anew.
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2917 31 31
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When Uncle Dan got sent to the Alzheimer's ward, the ladies licked their lips. Fresh meat.
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2917 21 17
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2915 8 3
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They should have shot me when I turned 80, a bullet right between my sunken eyes.
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2914 7 5
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She died in a car crash yesterday. She was driving down Hawthorne, past the strip mall with the Benihana’s, when her ’05 Corolla unaccountably careened over the center meridian and into oncoming traffic.
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