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126754
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The coin, so little, the watch chain, the youth, the fading softening speech, each hand and finger, the panic modeled on your own eyes, the ashtray, certain stumps along the way, the long distance, the odd feather, the jazz rope gone,…
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126700
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At street level there is a small arrow on which is printed “Museum of Numbers” that points up a long narrow staircase. There is a restaurant on the first floor. All the way up the stairs, the air is permeated with smell of fried foods
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126785
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126700
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My name is Sydnée Figge, and this is the beginning of my story.
I suppose it should be said that even though people call me Syd, I am not a man. People who can actually see me know that right away, and I’m not ashamed of that even though I’m a bit olde
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1267148
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126663
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"Eye contact is essential as it shows confidence. I walk with purpose and hope that my skirt isn’t too short. "
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126600
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“So, do you still think I'm hot? I mean, do you think men still find me attractive?” Jenny asks. This is never a good question to answer, much less entertain. I know this as surely as I know anything. Still, let's break it down. I am married. Jenny is…
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126684
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(the vast preponderance of dark matter and dark energy discernible in these latter days begins to suggest just how dark the humor of existence is) . . .
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126651
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I can't find my way back to the library. I've heard of this happening, that if you leave even for just one day and for a very good reason, as good a reason as mine, you may not find your way back. Now why should this be so? I do not understand this library. It houses…
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126675
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The easiest and most legal way to pick up a woman is to take a single, writer friend with you to a bar. While there, look for the woman you are interested in. Her? Are you sure? Okay then. Next, tell your writer friend that the woman keeps looking at him when he's…
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126611
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King's splendid stronghold Pressing down the earth below Broken by the grass
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126610
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"I read a cute animal story yesterday," I tell them. "And I was filled with rage. I can't live like this. There must be no more bears, or hamster-bears, or manatees, being hopeless and depressed. There must be no more cute animal stories—ever."
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126677
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I wondered if Mr. Slane even knew/
how many dogs he owned
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126621
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She also castrated her cat. All by herself...with her Swiss Army Knife. And not with the blade either.
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126653
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The arrangements of lights on the cracking towers are a segment of Orion’s belt, the handle of the Big Dipper and a section of Andromeda’s spine.
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12661715
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One of the men leaned over and spit long and dark next to where the dog lay curled. He said something about the senora, and the other men laughed.
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126643
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“I want you to know that you are being watched,” Ernie said. “I have trained a camera on your work station.”
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126642
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My playing would falter languidly, and transcend itself like a wishful Nocturne
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1266146
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R just sent me a funny text:
Nice nice shit rainbows
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12661414
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I realize the kid is still smoking. Shocked, I tear the cigarette from his mouth, throw it to the earth, and grind it to death with the heel of my boot.
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1266146
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There are lines//
across time, beyond the tug/
of elections and fashion,/
beyond the turbulence of history
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1266127
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126611
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Colton nods, without words, understanding the significance of every word that the Old Man has uttered, knowing that in the end, given enough time, we all go down that lonely corner, to embrace the darkness, wishing to be cured of our sentiments.
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126611
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On that balcony, on every other day, she practised her other, more worldly religion - gardening, specifically sunflowers.
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126620
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Her mother told her once: "Don't be no whore, Fe-fe."
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126662
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I took a lover on Ibiza either because he was clean-smelling or because he had a hotel room and there were none to be had.
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126632
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The most beautiful possible thing is to deprive all places of their meanings.
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126632
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Harold Smithe awoke that Tuesday morning precisely at 6 am. He did this every day for as long as he could remember. Even on the weekends when his schedule varied. Well, varied slightly. He lay in bed trying to wake up and mulled over the things he needed to accomplish for…
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126665
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Q: What's the best song to sing to your doc before cataract surgery?
A: I Only Have Eyes For You
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