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148154
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I find myself in an unfamiliar restaurant, its cuisine an uncomfortable pastiche of Croatian, Burmese, Jamaican and leftovers of long ago Sunday dinners in a small New England town.
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148163
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My father seems anxious about my gender orientation. I grew up looking like a boy, acting like a boy. He bought dresses and girly stuff for me but he avoided making an issue of it until recently.
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1481139
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The line weights are spot on/
and the snap of lines is textbook/
for a discipline that died with AutoCad
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148100
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Mayumi noticed everything moving in real time. Everyone just stared and a woman approached her to see if she was okay. Once Mayumi felt the woman’s hand touch her shoulder, her skin crawled and she ran.
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148173
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Ginny, the mother, was a lark in every respect of the word. Born and raised in central California farm country, to a family of lower middle class means, educated in public schools in whose bathroom stalls she was deflowered as unceremoniously as a pig ta
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148165
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To listen is to feel embodied reason//
sing and dance with consummate grace
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148111
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- Never in pain and distance -
Frown on these moments,
With bitterness and vain
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148141
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The most unoriginal, trite and hackneyed story ever written!
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148132
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I advertised in the local paper for a model.
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148100
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Osama couldn’t see any reason he shouldn’t retire. No way he could top BP Oil in the Gulf or Pacific Gas & Electric in San Bruno.
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148011
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Every day, I write myself further away
From the East
Where we began
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1480109
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My student assistant was a comely young woman. A freckle faced blonde. She was from Ohio.
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148000
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What do I understand?
What have I mastered or come to terms with?
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148065
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When I slip through the seams I return to the same place.
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148010
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Marcy was not herself today, her mother said when the school called. She was under the weather and she could not play with the other children. Marcy's mother began to suspect that her daughter was not herself very early on that day. Walking up the stairs Dolores…
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148011
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Ten-year-old Bobby Akins learned that a shotgun shell struck on its brass end with a hammer can indeed take out the left eye of an eight-year-old brother observing the proceedings close by.
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148077
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I could put on some music, but it just pushes me further away from you, so it seems. It takes me out far beyond the safety breakers and then reintroduces me to my own splashing two-fisted fear of swimming. You can swim through …
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1480105
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Cultivate your vaginal tears
at the gates of Thigh and Holy.
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1480910
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So where does that leave me, Roscoe Loomis wondered, dismounting his silver, aluminum steed in his sweat-soaked, spandex outfit, and, clearing the saliva from his beard he walked over, checked and smiled, learning that the bike track's timing unit showed it was Roscoe's…
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148053
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He is unmediated by any computer or person. He went rogue in 2016. He has been in your Facebook feed, your Netflix recommendations, your Spotify playlists, your Google ads, and your YouTube pre-roll. But what is next for him? Lets find out.
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148044
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So for now, let the snow fall, but
let it fall gently,
each flake as a soft piano note
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148041
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I'm in the boardroom, downtown in San Francisco. I don't even remember showing up for work today. I hope they fire me, just like they fired Bill. Well not exactly like that, that was awful. He was caught downloading a phenomenal amount of…
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148043
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"You're no good at sex, no good at drugs and, god knows, no good at rock and roll."
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148022
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Ok American dogs. Here my first story I wrote when I only two days old! Then evil moderator delete me and story go away. Now I three days old. I try to remember.
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148087
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148000
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Ayane took another look of the area and it was large warehouse. A loud thud vibrated outside.
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147987
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Reading at Menlo Park Senior Center,
old people falling asleep leaning to the left in their chairs,
all in the same direction.
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147944
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147942
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The rain is filling up my shoes,
I can’t see
through my glasses,
Rain all inside me.
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