1354 7 5
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One day it was boring / to be alive.
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135300
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There were security guards running all over the place. Campus police cars, with lights flashing, at various locations in the distance. Sora gripped her books tight as they saw their dormitory building ahead.
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135333
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He reacted as if I had sprinkled holy water upon his furnaces.
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135353
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Into the bowl I put Tales from the Crypt, The Far Side and an episode of Numbers. Wisked for a moment, then let the dough rise.
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13531613
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One sneaker in the middle of the A-Plus Pawn lot...
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135300
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The Kid, The Executive, The Doctor, and The Actress.
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135322
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Someone set a pig aflame.
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1353127
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The buds were red--it seemed they were dying at the beginning. I had no idea what fall would be--bright fish composing on Beethoven Street.
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1353115
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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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135343
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What follows is an interview George Bush gave to Barbara Walters in 2006. He came off like something out of a swamp. Dick Cheney made them deep-six the tapes and we never saw it on prime time. I got the transcript, however,…
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135321
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As the jughead turned with a humph the old man muttered, "what a jerk." The jughead spun around and glared at the young black man and said, "Did you say that?" The old man laughed, raised his hand, looked up at the jughead and said, "I did." The jughead t
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13531814
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The phone rings. The oven beeps./
The locomotive whistles and howls.
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13531213
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No one has touched me for a long, long time and I believe that is why I am dying. This is a notion that is new to me but it has persisted over the last few weeks and I believe I finally have apprehended the truth. There was a time, I remember all too well, when I might…
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135321
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Big Girl always stops on Talbert Hill.
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135355
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Black bugs are falling, fluttering down
like big, black snow flakes.
Two bugs, almost always,
sometimes only one.
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1353118
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The gaunt broken man walked with short quick steps on the uneven path.
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13522112
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He would not take Prozac and talked Jesus to her as if from a bucket.
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135273
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life is a lucky thing, bountiful among the
drugs and flowers
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135233
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The shit just doesn't want to come off.
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1352106
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I'm using a 16mm motion picture camera with sound on film, equipped with a magazine holding six hundred feet, giving me approximately fifteen minutes of continuous shooting. Uzma has changed her cloths again. She's dressed for working in the garden, wearing a white…
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135255
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On the coldest day of the year, the weather man walks back from the measurement booth across a snowed-over plain, solid as cement and tinted with the pale yellow glow of the northern lights.
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135274
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Kids said the boiler room was haunted. I don’t know if it was true then but it sure is now.
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13521210
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What did it mean? What would a psychologist say? Oh, who cares. In my opinion, we ask why, what, when, where, and how too often.
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135200
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Licking my wounds.
That's what my mother calls it. I'm not really sure what that means or if it's true. Sure, losing your boyfriend, apartment and job in a matter of months can drive someone to do something impulsive. Something crazy. But I've always b
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135266
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The ability to "see the ball" is a gift.
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135231
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Alcohol and American writers have always had a connection–about 70 percent of American winners of the Nobel Prize for Literature could be considered heavy drinkers if not more.
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135233
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“Sandy likes the way Bob spanks, when he’s done she gives him thanks."
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135222
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Her eyes blaze through the green burka as her veil drops, revealing skull where face should be. Her teeth form a death grin, words pour from within, hollow like a baby's rattle. She speaks Farsi
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135276
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Only blood I got on me was pulling him over onto my seat when I got out.
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135201
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On the street / The protesters stand / Yelling words empty as wind
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