1720 7 8
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The bad optical, crossed or dead or lazy or stray
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172000
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We all ran out of the house into the communal garden without fences. There stood Von Rotten with a smoking rifle in his hands, and our mascot Digger lying on his side, limp. We all looked at each other in disbelief.
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1720248
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On finding out that gonads are part of the female anatomy as well.
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17191312
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// opening act: van featuring balloon featuring drugs
// headliner: lubv ya babe
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171976
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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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171922
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I began to feed him. All the things I could think of - horror movies, cheese, salt, pickles, chilli. Vitamin B6 tablets washed down with warm milk. Anything I could do to grow little nightmares for my new pet.
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1719118
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8) An exercise online calls for the first sentence on page 45 of the book nearest you as a suggested description of your love life. The book 9) nearest me still is _The Quarterly_, 1, spring 1987, that I have on my desk in preparing to write an essay.
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171911
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There is no Vinny’s Liquor store as far as she can tell. She begins to think there is something odd, that people are jerking her chain, sending her on a fruitless mission. It feels familiar, like sorority hell week. Maybe there is no liquor store at al
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171941
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Sunday afternoon was the best. The kids drew straws for a chance to sit on the stool in the Kitchen with the broken armrest. I think mom thought it was an antique but it was just a piece of shit her dad picked up second hand.
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1719106
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strobe lights wash me up and down
and here is the hottest mad dancer of
the early morning black and loaded
rushed into a freeze frame
...Also link to the song "Nope"
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17191610
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There will always be some
who misread the dance
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171965
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Those who love aluminum bellies and landing gear and ailerons... that ilk... settled at the western edge of of LAX 24R 6L and called the encampment Flight Path.
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1719104
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Digging in another garden, jumping into another space and time, I impaled a toad on the tines of a garden fork. At first I thought the toad was a clump of clay, stuck to the thick tine, but before I could kick the clay off with my…
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171910
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Now, I am getting angry! Now you want me depressed too!
GET OUT! GET OUT!
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17192111
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In a time of drought,/
the sound of rain is sweet/
and joyful music.
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171900
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It was where the “Suits” worked. I didn’t want to go there, I didn’t want to be there, but in those days one did what one was supposed to do.
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17191714
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He was a liability. I knew I had to ditch him.
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171941
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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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171850
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the moon is the pupil of the cave’s eye
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171800
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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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171886
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171820
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The more indifferent he had become towards life, the more she had become towards him.
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17182311
|
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17181310
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There was something about his eyes that seemed more sly than happy. He looked like a teamster winking at a mayor who’d just paid him off to keep trucks rolling through Scranton.
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171800
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Do not listen to Christmas music out of season. Unless of course you want to ruin Christmas music. Forever.
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171811
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171722
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The old man had always known things, was feared and revered up and down the valley for knowing things. I’d heard the stories since the day I was born.
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171798
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When the sun was above the treeline, and the hunter returned to the cabin, they were ready for him.
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171741
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Hers or mine?
You figure it out, jackass.
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171740
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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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