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Little stuff at first: mistaking their dog for a cat, attempting to start the car with a bar of soap, or using a newspaper to dry the dishes. Lately, he’d been slipping: calling her by his mother’s name during sex, berating his boss for lackluster profit
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Twenty-two tornadoes tore through Toronto, spiraling steel and stone to the streets where she stood, texting her best friend.
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"Nice one, sir," the toilet said.
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Once upon a time there was a Vietnamese restaurant. And then there were two, and four, and eight...
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I reach into my pocket for my keys and discover the cough drops Iput there a week ago have melted. Now my fingers are sticky. And I don’t have my keys.
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His wife had just come from the gynecologist and was toying with her French fries.
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In the summer that my mother returned from wherever she had gone after her divorce, she and I moved to a large, old farmhouse high on a hill, far from the town where I had grown up. The farmhouse was over a hundred years old and no one had lived in it for…
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The bathing suits are like Christmas dresses.
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Warning: Open and read before making any dumb-ass New Year's resolutions.
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I It's been there all week, Nose tucked into tail Comfort found between impact and asphalt II I'm still here logged out, still here Had it with the billboards the check engine light milemarkers... Just…
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some answers are enough to make you cry or laugh yourself to death
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God damn you women get me all /
twisted up thinking oohrahrah and lala
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So it's me and two other girls...
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...the dead have...communicated into the high tech microwave towers of modern Prague. And their messages now may mount to the stars, confusing millions.
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The crowd- which consisted of exclusively men with beards and djembe drums and women with hairly legs poking out of corduroy patchwork skirts- cowered and crawled in fear around the angry man-bomb, mortally frightened yet encouraged to shimmy because the
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I'm subconsciously a sucker for guys who are no good for my
self-esteem. Or waistline.
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It doesn't take a genius to figure how he sank, in the drink, like Jeff Buckley. Like a stone.
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You can tend to recognise the difference between a good and mediocre mind by observing how each reacts to a misfired original idea.The mediocre mind will praise the merely meretricious, but ignore the more interesting bad art. The higher mind will value the misfired…
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A proper study of human history should
lead the student to an inescapable desire
to commit suicide
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I wake up on the edge of the mattress, teetering. The dog is looking at me funny.
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Today I'm feeling fertilized by an egg—
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The waves assisted in pushing him forward, until he reached the dry sand. He saw a small resort town ahead. The lights were out in the businesses and homes.
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Late spring, summer before cancer. Frank drove Max and his pal Jason to Cincinnati for their first rock show. Less Than Jake at Bogart's. A two-hour drive for ska-punk.
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Last night Jim taught me how to catch forks. Meaning, he taught me how to throw them. But he called it catching forks. It was late, and we were low down 3rd street, south of the Bay Bridge, the baseball stadium, all the people and cars, on top of a warehouse. There were a…
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It's that day in July when you feel really bummed because you can't find your favorite white sleeveless shirt that you wear on the hottest days of the yea
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Poor, pocked Ceres- dwarf planet/
trapped among mere asteroids-
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