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Anonymous Hackers

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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.

How to Be the Most Hated Person on BART (London Tube, Tokyo Bullet, or Any Public Transit)

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The daily slog on public transit is a battlefield. Tensions are often higher than a presidential debate, but throw a wrench into the gears (or a tree branch onto the tracks) with any “severe delay,” and add in one or more of the below faux pas, and we’re

Distance

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We must sometimes see the world/ as the pale blue dot// surrounded by brighter dots/ and that endless field of darkest dark.

Camp Lake (excerpt)

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In retrospect, we should have been a cult.

Arcana Magi Pure Vol.3 - c.1

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Emi stood up and turned to Mayumi. She did not know what else to say. There was a sense of helplessness.

A Scalar Boson a Day

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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.

The City of Lights

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Paris is a great place to visit, but I wouldn't want to live there.

Off Island

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There were only six passengers aboard the small ferry...

Radical Middle-Aged Cake Acceptance

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Cake is not the enemy.

The World Explained

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This is why the earth revolves around the sun: refrigerator magnets.

O Where Did Our Funny Go?

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What a nation! First we lost our money Now we’ve lost our funny

Euphony and Fugue

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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, …

The Trapper Boy at Work, One Mile Underground

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The coal carts come and go like the seasons, never stopping.

Tootsie Roll

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I can’t decide whether I want to be buried or cremated when I die.

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 21

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Francesco needed a magnifying glass to read her little missives.

A Change in Status on the Facebook of Cement

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First he wrote it in wet cement at the intersection: “Tad Loves Kimberley,” with a big heart around it. He was real proud, you could see. But then later on that year, the graffiti began appearing everywhere, on all the store walls: “Kimberle

Prophetstown

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The elders of the town will tell you that as soon the prophet mill arrived everything went to Hell. Before the process was streamlined, prophets used to be grown organically in the community. They popped up only where the ground was tilled and a prayer was planted. They…

Dog Years

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Already my back aches

Darcy Eastland

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To him the younger women, contemporaries of the bride, all sounded as if they were breathing helium.

Tension And The Devil

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He reacted as if I had sprinkled holy water upon his furnaces.

Okay

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I supposed reluctantly that Princeton is soft as Macalester College is soft. A person could die just for having attended U.W.-Madison or Yale.

THE BOX

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The Underlying Order

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“Choices overwhelmed us,” Thomas continued, years later, “like waves crashing.”

Uncle Harlequin

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My Aunt's husband liked to dress up like a clown

The Nude Pianist: A Novel: Chapter 24

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When Frank entered Michiko’s apartment, Michiko was not there.

Beach Busker

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I fondly remember those warm, weekend evenings at twilight on the beach. After the frolic of the waves flattened, sending the surfers home and, after the last bait was spent, sending the surfcasters away, I'd set up the little, foldable, 3‘x4', rectangular stage I always…

Brothers of the Sacred Circle: A Prayer to Ares

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When our body falters, deny us rest. When our minds crack under the strain, forbid us sanity. When we are too tired to fight give us war.

The Judge's Wife Part 4

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—Well, are you having an affair with Jack Mahler?

everything moved in circles

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everything moved in circles like the music, the booze and the drugs

John Doe's Jeans

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In the panic following news of my motorcycle crash, my honey fled the house without coat or wallet, and now, nearly midnight, we don’t even have cab fare home.