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177060
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The surface temperature of the sun is 9,800 degrees Fahrenheit.
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177050
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the moon is the pupil of the cave’s eye
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177042
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Take shelter from the rain inside the Museum of Sex.
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177040
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I’m not the creative type like my friend Bosely, an Irish Setter. I’m a traditionalist. I like to eat exactly at 8:30 a.m. and 6 p.m. I take my bone with me everywhere I go. I will not carry the poop-bag.
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17701512
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Effie reckons the river her sister keeps asking about, the Great Pee Dee, was named after some Indians.
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177022
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you are the most uptight pansy I have ever met
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177000
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The place turns out to have a really nice ambiance, and while the pasta is only passable—though I ordered, I believe, the cheapest plate on the menu, so maybe I got what I deserved—the background dinner music playing is "Yankee Hotel Foxtrot" by Wilco.
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1770147
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We flew./
In my dreams, I can fly.
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177000
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I took up smoking just to show the world how easy it was to quit. It’s been five months now, and my wife is wondering why I haven’t yet.
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177077
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can they approve, our/gods in our wallets? only/when we tell them to.
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1770105
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"Some Purgatory in order, innit?"
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177052
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The last time I saw Jackson, I didn’t write down the set list. This time I didn’t write down the set list, either.
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177011
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“It felt like the space under my skin had been filled with desert sand. I did not open my eyes for my body was covered with the dust. A camel could have walked over me and not noticed. I needed to wipe my eyes before I could open them and my body was froz
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177085
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When the cab dropped Frank at his address at seven that evening, he noticed the lights were on in Michiko’s apartment.
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17701714
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It shouldn’t take that long to count/
to six but when the six are cats, arithmetic/
assumes Heisenbergian properties/
as the objects counted defy the count.
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177032
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my fingers vibrate magnetic/
a humming void/
where my brain was
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176911
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I was enchanted with the suppleness and intensity of her movement and slowly edged to hide myself askew from the jam as not to disturb her.
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176988
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“Too dumb to live,” my wife said when cretins on a motorbike blasted around us nearly taking a side mirror with them.
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176900
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By the end of the evening, a dark circle of sweat stained the overstretched satin over her dome of a belly. José told her to take it easy. “When people come to a tango bar, they want to think about sex, not babies.”
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1769115
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I enjoyed the talking part though
rambling on and on for lord knows
why or how
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176921
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“We’re on our way to gold country to find the American Dream.” No point in mentioning the huge prairie dogs, the ones swarming and screeching beneath the horses in their Hell’s Angel gear and Nixon masks.
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1769137
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That year, if you asked Al, was truly the best of times, the worst of times.
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176999
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Our Irish tradition is rich in Yeats, drenched in Bushmills.
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1769158
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What's that snitch doin' here?
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1769158
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Your girlfriend with the Dresden blue eyes with the sleek belly & gorgeous scars from ripping off Avenue A dealers has you on a leash of short-term amnesia. You can't recall the last time you got off from being trigger-happy inside her & you formed a…
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1769155
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"when I say bag, what I mean to say is…"
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176987
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He died in the ditch he dug.
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