1350 7 6
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the late snow, though not welcomed...
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135000
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The rocking chair will bite your toes.
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1350126
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"You gonna be old before you're old," my father had told her.
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135032
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It was the coward's way out, to commit suicide. And yet, one had to be brave to attempt it.
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135053
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Before the railroad tracks are blown off by the wind, the wall tiles morph to trace 34th Streetwhile a silver balloon emerges from the end of the tunnel. A child’s hand reaches out for the gleam and she, the woman in a black-dress with a mandarin collar,
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135054
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When you say they were too big, too wild, they weren't too big to be giants. Giants are meant to dwarf things. They can't help it. They're not trying to make you feel helpless to give them a haircut. They just grow fast. But they…
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135095
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135098
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Regret takes the shape of little clouds ...
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135031
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Sheep are very philosophical, I hear. Stop this hopeless dreaming.
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134941
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When I came back from California the second time, in the summer of 1965, I was the first around our town to wear my hair long, influenced by the Beatles. And I bought a bunch of blue caps that everyone in our gang wore, with the number “69” sown on
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134920
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Each evening the man allowed himself an hour of fresh air. He and Prickles would situate themselves on the tiny balcony overlooking the same street, a blanket bundled around them both for warmth. These were the times he liked to talk to Prickles the most
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134931
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In the fall it is especially beautiful with the blazing orange oaks set on fire against a crystal blue sky. It is here that she frequently daydreams of her demise.
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134932
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today on the bus/ a man in his fifties/ smiled at a baby/
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134942
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Lorelei was bombarded constantly with it. She began to hate the city...
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134996
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As I walked down to the Subway, I thought to myself that now, after the horror in Boston, everybody looks like a terrorist.
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134900
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The young man pulls out his wallet, grabs a couple of bills and stops short of handing them to the bedraggled man. “So how do I know you’re not going to go out and buy some crack with this money?”
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134961
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Why do I love you? The monster that you are?
I love you for revealing to me my strength
My determination, my will
My need to survive
I love you for showing me the gift that is living
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134963
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It is midnight in Utah, but I can’t tell. It always looks like midnight in a cave.
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134951
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They come in my room without knocking and I'm nekkid.
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134988
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Always in a hurry/to spoil your/weekend
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134921
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I'll strip off the skin down to the begin again.
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134911
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My mother gave her all to convince him to be a politician. My sister begged on bleeding knees for him to give her head. I just needed somebody to help me find things.
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134954
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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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134832
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[VIEWER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.]
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134842
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Anatoly Gringovitch took a swallow of beer, thoughtfully put the cap on his Ferrari da Varese custom fountain pen, and launched into his story:
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134862
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INSTRUCTIONS: To all students, please address your index card: "To the Finder of this Balloon." Beneath that, write something that will encourage the finder to email you back. Then tape the index card to your balloon's string.Happy Ballooning! To the Finder…
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1348119
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The commodore drives a 67 Caddy rag top
All fin and boatish power
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13481711
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Neither of us thought of real winning. We set about brilliant losing, dark angel forms of luck and greed, the desire, the craving, the need to lose so strenuous that one wins; we tied at thirteen.
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134822
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Sounds terrific, but are there any strings attached?
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134820
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There is no life here, only a bleak slab of frozen desert and a sorrowful wind that calls for me to venture out.
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