1702 5 4
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Bill decided he hated his neighbors on a Sunday morning in June.
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170163
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i thirst always
for that poetic mouthful
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1701109
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Polylinguists lash me
with tongues I cannot conjugate
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170161
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The unpublished writer remembered the carnage that surrounded his Foxhole in France and decided he was done praying. All around lay the evidence that no one was listening. The drunken pastor stumbled away.
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170177
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I can barely pick out the numbers on the houses
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170132
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She never saw me pull the wings off live flies or throw wood lice in the fire just to see them shrivel, drown a beetle in a stream of warm pee.
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170154
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My old buddy Snoop Dogg saunters into the room, and we go through a handshake routine that takes over ten minutes, ending with double-backflips and some brotherly penis swordplay.
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17011613
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He'd hung above her head for months.
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170120
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Contemporary persecution of Christians takes on milder forms of torture like having to explain away something Pat Robertson said, or constantly having to hear about Fred Phelps picketing funerals because he happens to hate homosexuals.
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170142
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Something was changing.
We could sense it in the circling air. A loss of stillness - and we'd been still for so long.
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170131
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As a rule, she calls me whenever she’s waiting for her train or bus. ‘Hiya… How’s life-’ she starts off sweetly. Even though I should know better by now, I can only respond in the same old way. I’ll say: ‘Hi Kate!’. Next, I’ll try to te
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170070
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I heard this story from my grandmother who heard it from her grandmother who heard it from an uncle, who was a monkey.
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170045
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the beeps, rhythmic,
tell us that you're still with us
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17001611
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What a beautiful Thing / Urine is
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170063
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"...easier to get milk from a male tiger than mercy from him."
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170053
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For reasons he couldn't fathom, his motorcycle only moved in reverse. He engaged the engine and lurched backward hard. He called a friend, a gear-head with perpetually dirty nails, asked him to look it over.
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170011
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After years of unsustainable binge spending and a global economic semi-meltdown, most people have had to cut back on their expenses. Many folks are struggling to make do in this new and bewildering economy and we are all learning to live on our means, rather than beyond…
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170076
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you might as well be blind
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170070
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On the way to the drinking fountain, Elysia Martin, a third grader at St. Michael's Parochial School, heard a voice calling her name. When she turned toward the white plaster statue of the Virgin Mary that sat between twin hedges in the rose garden, she
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1700126
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Defy the impulse to grow beyond/
your means and the means of the/
place where you lie at night.
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170010
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"My tits, " she instructed "aren't for public consumption".Everything was actually muffled and my ears began to bleed because of how progressively louder the thumping was in the center of my chest. Stacy decided to emphasize her point of disliking the objectification…
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170088
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-Love is a rushing
of blood
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1700125
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I walked along the beach today, and there I saw them all; including the latest lost: little Tiven, Tommy, Michaela & my Paul. Grandma painted at her easel, set upon the dune. Uncle Eddie bent in half, laughing like a loon, Oliver growled…
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170022
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170074
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I don’t want to debate polemics while I’m sweaty and naked. I just want my hair cut.
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17001111
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Vera Wang I saw you on Oprah today girl. Oh no no no.
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170000
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This had the unintentional effect of me picturing her in a tight white top and tiny orange shorts. From up close like this, I had clearly misjudged her earlier. She could definitely be more than the quirky best friend in my movie.
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1700109
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What grabbed the mind when you heard about it was the way he did it.
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170000
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For you –
because you deserve more effort
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170030
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Chapter one I was sitting in the doctor's office. For weeks, my nerves had been on edge, and I had been feeling like he was going to have a nervous breakdown. I needed the help of a professional. It was hard for me to admit this. I was taught that a man handled…
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