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Endurance wears the soul thin.//
The hour to succumb ticks ever closer.
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150500
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My tongue kept me from fitting in with the latinos. I understood little Spanish and spoke even less. No one really believed I was Mexican, and they kept me at a distance.
Or maybe I kept them at a distance. Living with
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1505115
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His grandmother's recipe called for the pasta dough to be beaten with a bone--and not just any bone either. It had to be a human femur. This was his first hurdle. Where would he get such a thing at this hour in this part of town? Or, for that matter, at any…
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150541
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Motionless seconds turned
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150532
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“There is no future in art,
you will not change lives
with flowery words.
Please don’t rock the boat”
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150522
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I have reasons to believe she’s been stealing.“
“Stealing what?”
“Steaks.”
“Steaks?”
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1505128
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The slicing is easy. Blade barely touching skin, flesh separating into two clean parts. A breath, and blood fills in the space, an old friend materializing in the shadows. I am redolent with hope and desire. I can't stop thinking of how he excised himself from my…
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150584
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—Well, are you having an affair with Jack Mahler?
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150531
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150432
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—So much for a cocktail at the tender hour of twilight, he told the empty beer bottle.
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150451
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Nicole knows that Deirdre is winding up for the weekly pitch, practicing the line in her mind.
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150442
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Stars fat as the stars that Van Gogh painted on his easel in Arles, a ring of candles burning on the brim of his hat. Stars that fill the night with delirium.
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1504109
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Only last Friday, he was introduced/
around, smiling, healthy,/
a fine young man.
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150400
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Alysia and Megumi made their magic circles, but they stopped short when they saw a young man at the end of the street. Their eyes trembled and their feet moved them back without thought.
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150444
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This story* is brought to you by
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150431
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What follows is one of those moments, though to some people, it would seem a fantasy, perhaps a "Wizard of Oz" era tale.
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1504127
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150455
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Cockroaches in bed was the last straw. Alicia was sure she’d swallowed one in the middle of the night . . .
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1504119
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For Sale: Clean Depends, Never Worn
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150495
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My life was growing on me like a soft Scottish moss
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1503107
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I have known a head become / a callus, matriculate, stop / shaving, move to Vegas
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150322
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I am a human resource, batteries not included
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150343
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Last night, in a tavern called Wits End, we dropped quarters into a console, sized and shaped like an old TV.
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150344
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Francesca is a sweet girl and everything, but her incessant doting on Paolo is best left private . . .
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150361
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Fucking buffalo, the curse of the writer.
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150321
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Gert sat in the car and wiped at the inside of the window while the defroster blasted at full strength. The shards and slivers of ice that networked across the windshield were just thick enough to hinder visibility. Bane wrenched the door open and shoved
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150396
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New waitress/bartender
draws my attention to
bare ankles and red hair
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150343
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Until the ivy hides me in
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150311
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The room turns red and I start screaming and ejaculating. The whole class is watching as Mr.Smith slams down my copy of the test with his right hand and swiftly tears off my penis with his left.
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150332
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They watched the seven o'clock news.
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