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There's a large tunnel that runs under my house. I can only estimate but it's not deep below the ground and that's what worries me.
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154220
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A university student who triggers a flash mob in the heart of Silicon Valley to prove her hacking creds finds herself in deep trouble when the colorful members of Anonymous Hackers prove their hacking creds to her.
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154241
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At a rest stop in Montpelier, they stopped to buy Cokes and gum from the vending machines. He was showing off, trying to jimmy one of the locks with a safety pin but it stayed locked and she laughed at him and he said goddamn, look at all a them Milkyways
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1542106
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People Who Go to Poems for Truth
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154241
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Byron's achievement, certainly quite remarkable, is to have raised the drunken monologue to a literary form.
Edmund Wilson
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154298
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"Sara, do you taketh it with your eyes?"
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154233
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When John wakes up, the first thing he does is run a bath, because his shower is broken, and while the bath is running he gets his breakfast ready.
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1542128
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"Check out these dudes,” he says. “They're all wearing kilts. Not that there's anything wrong with that, as long as they're wearing underwear.
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154242
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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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1542158
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She is too stylish to be crazy, is what the migrant probably thinks. And he's right.
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154252
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Hissing through the opening, the spirits have no place.
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154221
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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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154231
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My mind raced at the endless possibilities one could die while driving to get a pizza.
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154275
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I am no different to her, living seven days ahead
of myself, looking forward to looking back,
as we Irish do so fondly
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1542105
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addict for validation and cat tongues
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154185
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Today clouds were dancing on the moon
Moon had a fit but drew in a breath
And let out a sigh
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1541111
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Eat me so I can sink in your mouth, my paper fraying along the sharp topography of your tongue, lodging in the holes where your teeth used to be. There, I will storm an infection until your mouth inks my words.
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154111
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It was two days to town. His horse could only go one.
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He would not take Prozac and talked Jesus to her as if from a bucket.
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154160
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Velvet answered the door in a red leather dress that was made with just about enough material to make a wallet, and looking like a long limbed drink of water calling out to a thirsty man.
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154100
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Two angels walk in a dark cloud arm in arm
discussing the nature of good and evil
Walking along in flowing robes now that nakedness
is forgot, and they both stare at the same eternal thought
with their heads bowed as serenity is the only thing
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154184
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God had decided to resign. Not even two weeks notice. He just resigned. Point blank.
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“We’re never going to get off the treadmill of paying ever-higher taxes," I said, "unless we get some creative suggestions from a professional bisexual tax advisor.”
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154122
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Jason, the obnoxious host, thrusts his microphone against my nose.
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154111
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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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154154
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Christmas night was closing in at the Cantrips alehouse in Aberdeen, a firm favourite for riggers and other men and women who lived life close to the horizon. Sometimes, on a Saturday night, things might get a bit rowdy but Mother O'Grady would stand firm and bring out…
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154143
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. . . the empiricism of the mechanical had wound tight into her, lessons her few calendars could never impart without aid from sundials, hourglasses, clocks.
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One can watch the grass green/
in response. One can watch the world green/
in response.
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154176
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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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