1488 8 4
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It was cold and clammy, but then it got worse. Far worse. Any opportunity to celebrate the unity and harmony of tolerance was soon cancelled.
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148800
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You cannot go back, you cannot go home, you cannot cannot cannot…Only in memory is it possible to travel back in time. We all imagine it. We relive happy moments, sad moments, we exist, time exists and it passes. We cannot stop it.
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1488109
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...clash of gulls
wend upwards, disappearing into grey
night's high tide recedes
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148831
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It worked for a short time and their next album, "The Hirsute Agenda" became an underdog success.
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148820
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Each had jostled and laboured for his or her place upon the blunt outcrop, in the cold persistent darkness, where the outcrop was merely something that had fallen and not quite been washed away.
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148822
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My Thursday head belonged to a former Miss Brazil named Rita.
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148856
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at all altitudes and at all latitudes /
glaciers in furious melt: / both Greenland and Antarctica headed both /
to be ice-free isles adrift / and with shorter coastlines amidst higher seas.
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148821
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He didn’t even have the energy to tell me to tie her up when he got home.
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148800
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It was unusual, a feeling of déjà vu waft in the air. However, this was completely new to them. Mayumi gripped her shoulders as Emi’s lips moved trying to ease her fear. Mayumi did not understand what this stuff was.
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148851
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It’s as she reaches into the fridge for the carton of half-and-half with the grainy waxy photo of the little girl—Last Seen 10/2/06—that the memory surfaces:
“Hey. That’s mine.”
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148754
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I got no good hubcaps
My van is up on bricks
It's held together with duct tape
And a couple of crummy sticks
I caught the guy who did this
And tied him to a tree
I kicked him in the windpipe
And kicked him in the knee
I'm a man witho
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148742
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The convalescent home's common areas are surprisingly well-appointed, given the neighborhood, which makes his actual living quarters that much more dismaying. Poorly lit, dusty, stifling, the room reeks of socks worn for weeks on end. My nostrils burn, and my eyes…
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1487106
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gravel coughing up tires at 90 miles an hour
and just getting under way
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148743
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When I met Gregor Samsa he was still a cockroach, erratic and skittish whenever the light came on. We often spoke in the dark. I empathized with the man. I mean bug. Ok. That isn't fair. You can't call a man a bug because he chirps and eats dried skin cells. A…
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1487103
|
’m sure they have their/
cleverest working on it, though.
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148733
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“Sandy likes the way Bob spanks, when he’s done she gives him thanks."
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148700
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The eyelid of the sink blinks silence. The clocks choke on smoke.
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148711
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She clutched her fat rolls and tugged on a pant leg. "I'm so embarrassed! You caught me on a bad day!"
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1487134
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So I've got this head in a jar and I'm not sure who it belongs to.
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148752
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—Now that’s a hell-of-a-painting, Frank, he said. Those colors are engaged in warfare. How the hell did you do that?
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148750
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Rumpelstiltskin cried
because you belong to me;
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148743
|
I was walking my Belgian Waffle-Hound
Past the Belgian waffle shop
I found a penny on the ground
And did a tiny little hop
I spun around and went inside
The Belgian waffle shop
And bought a little waffle
For my Belgian Waffle-Hound
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14871816
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Gossip Betty Martini divorces husbands when they least expect it. On a seeming whim, she pays a visit to dear Arnold, who keeps her papers handy in his top desk drawer. She initials here and there, signs with a…
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148742
|
I give you the rattle of the rattlesnake. I give you a daub of creosote. I give you the metaphysics of glue.
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148700
|
My eyes don’t close but hers are shut tight, and something inside tells me that to this girl, I could be absolutely anyone.
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148611
|
No chance for Hallo, we sank into an unlit station doorway and he fumbled through my shorts.
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148687
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There is a war, but is it not In my heart? There is a war, but You are not the reason. There is a War, but we're all doing what we can. There is a war, but it is not just Your fight. There is a war, but I Wished you still walked…
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148621
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I want to own you, even if it is only for a few moments or a few hours, but it will not be worth it unless for that brief span of time I know that the only purpose of your existence is to be a woman whom I own.
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148674
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148653
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Any form of exertion would defile what we are trying to do
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