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Treasure that first love. And that first heartbreak. Don’t let it be the last thing.
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Look around you, see what you have built.
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It is not unusual for farmers to see the future before it’s begun—but I am not speaking here only of the need to hope but more. . . .
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149321
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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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149354
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My wife says you can tell the crooks from the cops from the cowboys at the taco truck across the street.
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149365
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I left the train, still going nowhere, but in a hurry.
Still a boy, but trapped in a suit.
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149300
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You may be wondering, as is only natural, about the designated husband of our dear Princess.
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149386
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The drop is like a hangman's drop, an executioner's, but farther and longer, perhaps three or four seconds.
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149300
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“Well in opposite heaven every time you make scrambled eggs the shells break into a million pieces, then you spend eternity picking them out of the yolk.”
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149364
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It was 6 a.m. when the phone next to the bed awakened Francesco.
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149376
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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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149354
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Swatches of Chinese silk in vivid red and lavender fly through the air. My granddaughter in her mid-thirties reaches for the cloth. I see in her mirror a shape forming; a slim, gray haired woman with a spring in her step. I pause to admire my reflection and pass over the…
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149297
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We didn't know him from Adam...
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149200
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I remember one time when we played strip poker in the basement of your house on Euclid Avenue, me, Terry, you and Andy. And I remember drinking lots of wine and fixing the deck so that you kept losing and having to take off all your clothes, and still you
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149276
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"It was John-Darren who once told me that he felt sorry for women."
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149261
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I'm not dying. What is it called if you think you might have Hypochondria but you really don't? I'm worried that's what I have. Is it cold in here? Or is it me, dying?
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149274
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Not all ideas are bad, just mine.
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1492158
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i hear the boom boom boom
in the room room room
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149211
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“...you should have something moving around here.” Tracey looked around, then said, “Paul, you should get a cat.”
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149200
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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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1492168
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Fear the air and fear the fire./
Fear the land and fear the water./
Creation is out to get you, speck,
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1492146
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The white space beckons-/
a blank wall in a decrepit neighborhood-/
wishing to be decorated or defiled
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149297
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I remember the living room heater
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1492106
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We bought a grand piano at Steinway Hall after 9/11, chased uptown by the dust of death and awakening from dreams of miniature jumpers stuck in the icing of white wedding cakes
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149225
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There is a whisper in the shadows
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149232
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I climb up on the sofa and stand next to him. I smell something.
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149261
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The old man is dead,
body propped in its cart
like the dead El Cid
strapped on his horse by Jimena
to save Valencia,
and yet...
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149241
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It's come down to this: you're a grown man afraid to face his own son. For the past few years there has been tension;…
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