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A woman is fishing in the Seine at the far left
of the painting, while time is suspended and light
remains. One man plays a trumpet. A half dozen
people sit or walk under parasols. Couples stroll
and children run or sit or stand beside their
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“106 more miles,” she said.
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Vegas is turning out to be my kind of town. Easy money, free booze, and everyone is too overstimulated to realize I’m broadcasting right into their noggins.
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R just sent me a funny text:
Nice nice shit rainbows
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We knew this year would be different because we bought bikinis. We had never worn bikinis before. Our swimsuits had always been shiny one-pieces with stripes, or polka dots, or tiny yellow fish. Not this year. It was a hot summer and the department store was overly …
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What I Love About HistoryMy roommate, Cara, wears all black, which she thinks scares me. I've never bothered to tell her I wore all black for two years, eighth and ninth grade, and I'm just over it, not that I think she's lame or passé, but there's nothing remotely…
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This woman is naked to the waist and then nakeder below that.
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They were
obviously having
some secret
beach affair.
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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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I smoked my cigarro under his watchful eye. We were never able to make too much conversation even when I was teaching him at Educenter. Now that David had opened his own school, Evert had come to learn with him because it was much more affordable, but he
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“I would like to keep my head, at least for a few more nights. Didn't you say we were gonna have sex one of these days? Isn't that in the manual?”
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I dragged you that last half mile Me such a slip of a thing, one bite mark visible You the bear, your growl now only audible When you furred from kerb to road to kerb The December snow followed us Dragging Christmas red behind you As I ignored my…
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Here’s the keys to the house
Here’s the keys to the car
I’m going out and I don’t care
I’m going out to buy a cigar
Don’t bother locking up after I leave
I’m not coming back anymore
I’m going to drink whiskey out of a jar
Go out and buy
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This guy struts and never walks, and while doing so he reads and sends text messages and emails from his smart phone and so never walks in a straight line.
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Theresa Esposito woke to the smell of pignoli cookies baking. The sweet scent made her stomach rumble. She was ten-years-old today. And she felt ten. Her hair, her ears, her eyes, her toes — everything felt ten.
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…she smelled of sunflowers.
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The flash of love was real, the life within her was real, and the main thing now was to climb.
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unwrapping
the gauze from her wrists....
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“Let me in,” I begged.
“No. Get back stinky feet.”
“I washed them.”
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You might want to think twice before inviting Henry David Thoreau to your next dinner party...
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"His middle name is Valentine, and when asked about it, he isn't sure why."
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salmon sits gentler on my palate
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The leaves were meaningless because they were no longer connected to the trees.
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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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his mother brought him to me/ when he was very young/ maybe a few months old,/ born in arizona july.
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ABSOLUTELY DO NOT TAKE PICTURES OF ROBOTS!
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We are young
That’s all we’ve got
We take drugs
We smoke pot
You got mugged
And I got shot
We are young
That’s all we’ve got
I want you to love me like it’s midnight
Midnight, midnight
Yeah, your mama wants you home
But she knows
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I keep attempting to start a correspondence with people / but they end up not being interested in me, / either that or I scare them away / because I usually begin with: / “Well, my favorite philosopher is Hegel..."
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Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
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