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155732
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...Heroin. It helped them get through the tricks and sucked up their flesh.
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155665
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His looks were polished like his shoes, his hair as black. No one would have guessed he made his living as a thief.
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1556104
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The next day I can’t recall at all, a waste, like the flash of twenty years of my life, faces that pass you like comets in some erogenous unnamed zone of night, but they got me in some isolation room with my wrists in leather restraints.
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155651
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Because he tells her to, she puts on a vintage Easter dress one size too small and sprawls in a circle of light on the dusty floor...
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155643
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There was a body in the backseat, and they drove through the highways at night to a late night radio show that played 80’s power ballads. He said: “I am really glad you’re here for me.”
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15561612
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She was as beautiful as flowers in a dream
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155698
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It turned out Eel’s brain corrects for imbalance, and he can only feel danger for a moment or two.
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1556117
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I saw it coming from five feet
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155684
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I remember having a beer once
And feeling like a minor god
And I know in some lie you told
Your life began making sense
And I also know that the mind likes logic
But the heart loves chaos
I just hope flies land on the butter of your soul
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1556115
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I didn't believe in hiding secrets or broken arrows. So I told my new girlfriend, who in earnest, tried shedding pounds like ugly memories, who glued herself to my shag carpet, watching exerise videos--that I didn't sleep alone. I tried to be as sensitive as possible,…
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155674
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I break your flesh
and make music
on the harp of your bones.
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155555
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Innocent victims know their tonsils. Or know the sound of their forceful removal. Their mangled beauty is the grain that has gracefully substituted all the limb-hacking. The creature used to have a friend whose gestures were very harmless, …
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155543
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The print is not ideal, it's true.
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155521
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I don't care much for Joking, which is not to say that I don't care at all for Joking, just that I don't care much. I would say, if I had to say, that I care for Joking about as much as I care for a cousin, not a close cousin, one I have a genuine frien
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155552
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Do you remember who I am yet?
I remember the first time you made love to me. It appears I was one of the lucky ones … it wasn’t in a car, it wasn’t in your Dad’s boat, underwater, or any other weird place you've written about. It was actual
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155531
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The poppers, the Viagra, the chorizo – all had been ordered and all had arrived.
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1555117
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the swarthy terror network
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155510
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It was the middle of May when I found out my teacher was screwing my mother.
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155571
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Things don't always go to plan. Gem knew what people would have said back then, of course. She wasn't stupid.
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155522
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Light “I can escape the feeling of complicity in it only by speaking out.” The professor arrives on time, sockless. The former a sign of his polite upbringing. The latter, his lack of pretense and high …
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155530
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15551310
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You should never have believed your daddy when he said a man with half a dog was better off than a man with no dog at all.
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155552
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That contraption he’d invited her to pedal, somebody oughta market one of those. The closer you got the harder it got, and her feet kept slipping off the pedals. It was maddening.
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155564
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Harpo was there with his wife. Harpo’s girlfriend came up behind the couch where I was sitting, and I ran my hand up her leg underneath her dress.
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155453
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"My ex Maxine claimed red wine was the healthy alcohol choice. When we were married and I still had money she drank the expensive stuff, as if drinking Chateau Montrose 2005 instead of two buck chuck made her any less of a wino. She would have been better
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155442
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155496
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It hangs unspoken in the sadness he pushes through his harmonica, while his hands work the old, beat-up guitar that tries to be a Gibson for his fingertips.
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155420
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The location : Vic's Seedy Space Bar. No, that's not just a description, that's the real name.
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155421
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Sure my man. Show me the token I’ll show you the slice.
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