112800
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This was the anniversary of the chairs. He would celebrate tonight for the chairs, and the chairs would welcome him.
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112800
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Captain Zeep came to Earth at last century's end to help pave the way for a Zorkian takeover by 2012 at the latest. Key to the game plan: Earthlings had to get dumber than eggplants. When George Bush stole the White House, Zeep figured, Bingo, dumb…
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112898
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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112821
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Everything seems still, but it's not.
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112855
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For I would draw a diagramTo signify the things I amBut I think you know--Todd Rundgren The door was opened before me. I know that's not a good way to start out on an adventure, but it is what happened to me. I didn't see any beckoning light, I felt a crazy urge, like…
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112821
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A person is entitled to what she thinks and feels. A person can have all the thoughts and feelings she wants.
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11281312
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Forty years later he was still her Romeo, she his Juliet.
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112812
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"Would you mind if she took your empty seat?" The stewardess said. "She has a phobia."
"Oh." Archie's dimpled chin fell, then a smile broke above it. "Not at all."
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112800
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I was awakened by a disturbing dream. He was no longer with me and I felt afraid. Everything was cloudy, almost blurry. I couldn't see much in front of me, but I knew for sure he wasn't there with me. Then he said the words I feared the most “I don't love you.…
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1128107
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I wander toward the midnight dock
a neon sine curve stabs my eyes
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112764
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As a boyfriend, he knows that such A.D.D. insensitivity could be considered a major liability in the eyes of most girlfriends, including his.
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112712
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In exactly 100 words, I review the cracks between my keyboard keys.
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112766
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Divine guidance. That's why Dad used a blowtorch to set the jug on fire, its contents the “Devil's elixir.”
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112744
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My flash kept going off. The museum officials are strict about such matters. Sans flash! Sans flash, Monsieur!
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112798
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The Chicago to Denver fast train clocked 90 MPH plus, but braked hard on the long curve through town, sparks ringing flanged wheels.
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112742
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11271510
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when the mirror cracks
my eyes won't cry
it's a perfectly
respectable (romance)
between her and i
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112755
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112743
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No pain is private. How can it be?
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112732
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The Italian was late. She was supposed to come into the store, meet him in the back, and arrange to take the last of his liquor.
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1127127
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strung from her window to a tree
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112792
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i watch my mind not wanting to touch the vanished rusty notes remain objects of consciousness heaven and hell inside us each moment birds fly through mental speech dark garden rain olive green cool breath of betrayal siempre mixed with greed awakens…
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112721
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“Well, of course I served in the CIA . . . everybody did, back then!” he says with a grin. “Two goddamn bloody well years . . . I was a regular Nayland Smith, I tell you. …
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112722
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what was she like you ask? smarter than me for instance she could type alot faster. and she didn’t worry constantly about being poor or having a family looking over her shoulder. maybe that’s what she did with boys. 17 years later and she is in my bed
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I paused in case she said more. Then, “He’s very faint but he wants to talk.”
She leaned forward, chin almost resting on the grey-haired woman in front of her. “Tell him to shout.”
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112743
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The Rapture comes and goes unannounced in carbonated soda bubbles spicing the air.
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112765
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It was the sodabottle glasses that scared Entro the most. Stubbled with scratches, taped with residual angst and piercing his soul with contempt he’d seen only on the National Geographic Focus Antarctica series - as Seals readied to mangle for Alpha bragg
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112600
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Dreams will show you a life that might or might not be yours, but you better believe that they've got to serve when you're asked to come up with a story."--Frank Baron, the night he made bail and left town1. First Blood in Dreams Long Ago The…
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112633
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I can't take it bird by bird because I have neither.
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The universe will fuck you over in the end./
That’s what it does, what it’s good at—
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