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143100
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His name is Rick Reynolds. His name is Steve Redford.
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143120
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The building ejects my condominium like an enormous videocassette.
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143142
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eleven seconds of infamy / brought to you by Glenfidditch /who the hell filmed this?
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143194
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When it starts looking bad enough, I bundle up and head out the door.
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143177
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143142
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A is a hole in the series of letters, each of which is also a hole in the series of letters.
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143120
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Now, the Kingdom of Begonia was known for its serenity and virtue. But just like any other place, there can sometimes be dark and mysterious inhabitants.
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143165
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Q: What's the best song to sing to your doc before cataract surgery?
A: I Only Have Eyes For You
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143122
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Marilyn turned the kayak away from the target ship, barely visible after all these years, toward the shallow waters by the shore. She recalled her father holding her hand at low tide, as she looked up at him and he told her…
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143175
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Nine sated elephants and an ass sit around a decimated Thanksgiving table discussing the state of the union over the hacked to bits carcass of a twenty-three pound turkey. Two years in to The Great Communicator's Lame Duck term and the nine elephants, whose…
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14311010
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I take her to the zoo, and the tigers get out. The little tigers, I mean. Cubs. Two of them.
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1430105
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Two types coexist- the sanguine/
and exsanguinated./
My skin is cool/
and pale as moonlight
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143020
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Time stole you from underneath the goldendock. Writhing there, slick as a flapping tongue;lips gored, red, whose gaping could embolden weak hands behind the blazing buck blade, long ago pierced in your summer quietus, beneath the soft shade of a tackle box, as the…
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143043
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Here’s the keys to the house
Here’s the keys to the car
I’m going out and I don’t care
I’m going out to buy a cigar
Don’t bother locking up after I leave
I’m not coming back anymore
I’m going to drink whiskey out of a jar
Go out and buy
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143042
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...it's about female needs, Rex.
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1430136
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Too many sparrows flit and twitter here./
Let’s go inside. The sky is far too big/
and the sun bears down on us like searchlights.
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143044
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It was one of those weekday mornings in early spring when Marjorie and I could wander from chapel to chapter house with only security guards for company.
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143032
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Momma pointed out our paintings on the walls, the signs we had learned, but when Daddy saw our friends, their wheelchairs, braces on their legs, he left...
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143064
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bassackward/in the surreal/bathroom mirror
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143000
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A month before the real flowers came, amputated trees for 31 miles were festooned with pink blossoms. The petals were tufts of Fiberglass insulation shorn from houses incapable of withstanding 260-mph winds -- more than twice the punch Katrina delivered t
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143086
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The world is upon us. The only thing that matters Now is if you are willing to be seen by them. Many moths Will be hidden by simply gathering on the bark Of the one tree, but this will not sustain you if you Do not also have the courage…
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142955
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Once the limits of human commitment to logic are conceded, cuttlefish may in fact be deemed superior logicians to all other aspirants.
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142953
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papaya over-ripe displayed on the half
with spoons sticking out -
” very ripe, tastes good “
blue crabs cooked with lavender
i was sniffing a spoonful when the chef came out
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142952
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I am not covetous for catnip,
Nor care where I sleep at night.
It irks me not who takes my
Favorite chair, or swats me off a table.
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142962
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Your usage of the English language / is awkward and passé—
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142911
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This morning, my band mates discussed their relationship deal breakers.
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142963
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. . . music and dance, theatrical performance of tragedies and comedies . . . a primeval orientation, celebrating the cultivation of herbs and vines . . . ritualistic use of intoxicants, to remove inhibitions, to liberate participants . . .
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142998
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Years later he surveys this place again to post something, anything. He plays "sex on fire," sounds that once fueled him. Now he knows the song is about VD, not unbridled potency. Names and words all seem at once familiar and numbing and noise. He once wanted fame or…
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142942
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Frank shouldered his backpack, grabbed the leather satchel packed with his brushes, palette knives, pens, and pencils, and exited the vaporetto at the Rialto Bridge.
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