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Sure my man. Show me the token I’ll show you the slice.
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163295
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A spire
that had stood one hundred and forty years
fell in
a single second of the blackest day.
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163286
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You left for the glittery wild of West Hollywood. I guess L.A.'s off-limits now. My heart goes fucking tachy when I drive over Kellogg Hill past Forest Lawn and see the skyline glowing through the rainbow haze of sunset. You're out there, out in the…
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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.
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I made her a mix tape. It was revolutionary. Twenty-two songs she had to hear at least once in her life. I even drew some trippy drug-like designs on the label of the CD to make it seem more real. It was the ocean and the sun and every body of land balled up…
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163221
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It is like truth on the battle field. Muted
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“You look strangely familiar,” he said, taking a drink and swinging his leg over the horse, landing on the ground beside me ...
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Each memory of Fall reminds me of the harvest; Surely this is not a thought to turn the thought of dying. Black the turning point, there is a glint at the tip of the wing: Perhaps it rises from its cinders as I wish when I was waning, …
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We will collapse in a storm of images
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163212
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she shivered in the ceasefire like a virginal nude brought to life.
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163222
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Suppose Eve, strolling through the sunlit Garden, had not stumbled on that particular Tree at all, the wily serpent twined in its lower branches?
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163232
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...Heroin. It helped them get through the tricks and sucked up their flesh.
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Saturday morning, and I’m pushing the old truck a little, chasing retreating bands of cloud shadows along a winding hilltop road.
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Somniloquies rise like the drowned . . .
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Funny, funny stuff. She'll be here all week--be sure and tip your speech therapist!
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Easing her hand with her other hand.
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If you work with the public, you're stressed. Unreasonable customers. Demanding bosses. Reduced staffing. I love my job, but the workload is tough and getting tougher. What can we do to keep our spirits up?Play Customer Appreciation! It's simple. Assign a point value…
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There were only six passengers aboard the small ferry...
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chains across all the old doors
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163184
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—Well, are you having an affair with Jack Mahler?
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Charles tapped the anger management code on his steering wheel. He rolled down his street and saw Jack Watson throwing stuff into the trunk of his black Volvo coupe. He waved, but Jack did not wave back. Jack's face was blazing red. He looked like he might have a…
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She said “I have to go”, he answered with his eyes “Don't” and they stepped closer to each other in the kitchen, a step on the tiled floor, the remnants of their tea cold on the counter top.
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I can’t decide whether I want to be buried or cremated when I die.
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blueberry tea and vodka on a Friday night
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163087
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Study decay, says the Queen of the Underground.
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163054
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I was always bi-polar. I didn’t realize it was a mental illness until my divorce lawyer had the court order a psychiatric analysis.
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163032
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In retrospect, we should have been a cult.
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I fear my personal information travels the World Wide Web/
and mad Ukrainians will steal my name and wealth./
I fear the fiscal cliff and raising the ceiling on national debt./
I fear a death by taxes.
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