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159922
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Just as one thing I say is “Don’t worry about me,” one thing I think is that you love somebody by living with them...
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159900
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"Look at the grime on those curtains. Not fit for an Emperor. Pull them down. Put up fresh new ones. Not a spot."
"Oh! Look at this throne. All uneven legs. The gems are not shining. The gold looks dull. Fix it, fix it, fix it!"
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159920
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From somewhere beneath the train, steam rose, which was—of course—puzzling as the train was powered by electricity. The steam condensed on the windows of the cars, making tears streak across the surface. Perhaps that was why the woman’s cheeks were shinin
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1599105
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moonbeams unrecognized language
steadies my course
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159994
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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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159891
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Naked, we stood in my shower. When she kicked my tool, I noticed she had a toe ring.
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159800
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It was like Azure was dictating the tempo of a song. Fluid in motion, and a story told.
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159876
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—indistinct and foggy, my eyes lost at sea,
confined to a horizon not close to land.
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159810
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I laughed maniacally in my head at the thought, but I kept picking at it all the same, the bunnies had plans for us.
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159832
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it felt fucking awesome at that moment, in that way only little things can feel huge and life affirming
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159853
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“But I don't HAVE an accent,” she said. With an accent. “Tell him I don't have an accent, y'all.” Looking from one friend to another. Messy ponytail bouncing. I just stared. I may have blinked. A couple times. Every syllable…
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159800
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That was the summer that Christine Nelson owned me.
It felt like catching the flu. I had it bad. I was about to turn seven, and it was my first time, and it was bad. A love like that, I don’t know, it’s not a love supreme. It wasn’t completely cru
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159844
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What if blood engorging your penis could be the result of emotions other than sex and violence? Wouldn't it be nice if your dick could be used to express the lengths and depths of other feelings?
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15981210
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My little friend is no bigger than a minute. An even five feet tall, if that.
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159811
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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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1598108
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The best thing about being a cowboy is the cows.
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159875
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...the daffodils will fling/
their yellow petals, taunting winter
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159800
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You’re never really asleep. I am never awake. But as the darkness fades, I read. Your body tells my story.
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159898
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1.As fast as that I wake to astonishing desire. I'd met you at my parents' house just the weekend before but for them (them the drained students trying to relax, refill before their afternoon sessions) you are the stranger in the room,…
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159877
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I spent most of those days in my car. Stashed in the trunk was a cache of precious stones, neatly sorted and separated, bound in smooth black velvet inside a smooth black briefcase.
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159798
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She wonders if he will do the dishes. He said that he would, but that doesn’t mean anything. He said he would do them last week, said he would save money, said he would come home last night. He didn’t do any of those things, either.
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159720
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On the plains there are no cliffs, no vast mountain ranges to persuade us that we were somewhere above the world. Yearning to escape the pull of the Earth was the big dream of a plains boy…
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159700
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Jumping from roof to roof, Keiko and Rumiko remained quiet after hearing Mayumi’s story. They saw the shrine ahead but they knew they were going to run out of buildings to stay above.
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159796
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The old lady from next door had been really quiet for the last few days.
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159721
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The story itself is not much longer than a snippet. What is a snippet anyway?
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159700
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At 7:30 that evening my brother knocked on Parker's front door. When I went to let him in, sweat was running off Darrell's head like he'd been hit by a water balloon. The air was absolutely unmoving, and there was the smell of tar from the asphalt in th
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159733
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A small bar of glycerin soap floated in the sink full of bloody water . . .
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159765
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When I first started out in my working career, I made it the habit of obtaining jobs with companies that were about to go under. (I wrote more books while on unemployment than by any other method.) I was a real bloodhound at sniffing out the pre-dawn od
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