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Magdalena White Herrington praised the lucky stars who’d sent her the Klonakilty ghosts.
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155300
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One cold winter's day she met what she thought was the love of her life. He had everything going for him but his age. You see the sweet young thing was a lot younger than her. One might say that she had lived many lives before he had been born.
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155355
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This morning I found
A big black crow
Working over a flattened
Squirrel in the middle
Of the road
First day of winter
Longest night
Shortest day
No problem
The rest of the year
Should be a breeze
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155333
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I know who done it. Them goddamn taters. I walked around the yard and started picking up pieces of the camaro, wondering if, from above, they’d laid the parts out into some kinda cult symbols or something.
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1553106
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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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155300
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Randy stood in the alley behind Krasnowski Construction with a loaded gun shoved down the front of his pants. His friend Todd was inside, unloading the safe. And when Todd walked out the door, Randy was going to shoot him in the face.
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155322
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The first days of October are ordinary in the way that milk just hours away from spoiling is ordinary milk. You can baptise your cornflakes with it, but part of you knows the whole thing is just shy of almost right.
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155372
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My vagina invites you to a party
Whenever your time frees up
Or now,
Now would be better
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155332
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His eyes were marbles floating over a void.
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155353
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At times we rarely desire to be where we are at home quite as much as we desire to be where we are no longer.
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155311
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This morning, my band mates discussed their relationship deal breakers.
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1553108
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My first love was a woman of principle. Never deny your man was her motto.
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155343
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We came to the dump at dusk to shoot rats.
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155322
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Meet Carl. He's six-three, two hundred and thirty pounds. He has light-brown hair,…
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155376
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Lonely kids only want this thing to go away and stay away. To not be lonely anymore. The lonely, uncool Kids have learned to be absolutely Still in the moment. Who does this fall to? They Haven't read enough Vonnegut for your liking? David Foster…
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155355
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"Your loss," she cackled, stumbled to the bed in the corner, hummed a tuneless song, and began snoring, too.
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155343
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Some guys ride hills up and down,
Then stop to terrorize small towns.
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155330
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A young woman is seated center stage. She is pretty, dressed in a short nightgown. She sits nervously, her body tense and expectant.
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155354
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A poem not about fog written in fog with an erasable pen.
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155255
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"Give it to me I said, you dip! Fork it over!"
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155211
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of Jim Beam when I was maybe fifteen. Or anyway old enough to admire the lesson.
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155200
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Azure was overwhelmed by white everywhere. Her eyes lost focus when she looked at the colors of Miri’s outfit, even her clothes.
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155220
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The gentleman is discreet, but his eyes wander from his paper at intervals as we travel together from London to Manchester. We happen to be on the same train and he happens to be sitting opposite me. I happen to be a size 34C.
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155200
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Azure felt tired of all her problems remain unresolved, and she felt this was a good opportunity to get one out of the way.
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155230
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Quantum transport rearranges grandma.
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1552115
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In the darkness, as I awaken, an orange glowing 3:45 greets me . . .
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1552198
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...collapse of the human world. Go, cell phones!
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155265
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(the hourglass has not gone digital, oh no,/but these days, silicon is in with the sand)
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155253
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In his dreamlike state the pianist turned into a preying mantis.
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