1666 4 4
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unwrapping
the gauze from her wrists....
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166685
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It's good enough. Spacious. Then the cards but I am not for cards. Sasha directs the people, helping them, at ease and happy even. Strangers that have found a common denominator in games. A brotherhood and sisterhood I can't understand. I watch. I see green…
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1666168
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But his muscles fluttered and off he flew
leaving the stink of barnyard on the sheets.
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166633
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The questions we ask ourselves define who we are as a culture. “What is the meaning of life?” “Is there a God?” “Does anybody really know what time it is?” “Where the hell did I put my car keys?” To see what…
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166510
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She took a deep breath. Last night, she said, Who was the woman?
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16651411
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Tender bodies sizzle on the grill.
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166573
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I did do one nice thing for you
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166563
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N-n-never screamscold a cat.
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1665148
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Six months later, she was teaching theology / to refugees from est.
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166510
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It was the middle of May when I found out my teacher was screwing my mother.
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166533
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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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1665104
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I hold them to the light...
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166511
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There is no cement stronger than the one holding a miserable couple together.
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166542
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The following is a true story, or rather it is a true experience from the story of my life. Some say that just because something happens doesn’t really make it “true”.
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1665114
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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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166500
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From Berlin to Arcturus. I squeeze Sevigny’s wrist, wish Izzy could be here, but she’s melting salt in Utah. We were on our way to Los Angeles. I’ve booked the horror room.
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166585
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166454
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“Sixty-seven responses!” Al Edelstein announces at the first meeting of the search committee. It has been just two weeks since Rabbi Feldman dropped dead of a heart attack and just a week since the congregation ran the ad: “Help Wanted: Orthodox Rabbi. Im
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1664104
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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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1664105
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salmon sits gentler on my palate
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166400
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Takashi and Hideki stared at the pool of grey Mana. A scientist carefully contained some of the mist into a container.
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166411
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Her cash. It smelled like seven-dollar-a-quart gardenia perfume and cave aged cheese—like hope overgrown with mildew.
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166433
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ABSOLUTELY DO NOT TAKE PICTURES OF ROBOTS!
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166452
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Roy Carver owned a big tire retreading outfit over on the Mississippi.
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166400
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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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166410
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Three teeth. You can pick them out if you hit pause just right. Probably not a person in the entire valley who hasn’t seen that video from the Eastern Cheerleading Finals. They even showed the tape on the eleven o’clock news in Scranton, my face ci
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166441
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We cannot love the past...
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The tech turns off the music. The capsule blares. I am in Jurassic Park with Sam Neill. I am Timmy, descending the electrified fence, almost toast. I am Karen Silkwood, a deer in the headlights, then showering off plutonium. A garbage truck is compacting
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166344
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The man wore a bowler hat and stood on an open patch of grass, with a pyramid-shaped stack of baseballs at his feet.
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Another new spring and the leaves
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