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No girl hits hard enough.
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140034
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Consider this. Only a sentence ago we were complete strangers, oceans of time, distance and thought between us.
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14001711
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I couldn’t parse the grammar of her body
nor decode the secret softness of her neck.
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140084
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Do you know this song, Julia? I happened upon it one evening and only just before meeting you, a month before meeting, a month before arriving?
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140032
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Of course they (the coffee and cream) were lovers, chemically made for one another, warmly exploring their partner's particles with the passion of a first kiss.
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140052
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I remember the first time I met the virgin, Terry (not Mary.) She was in the back seat of an old Plymouth convertible with its top down, jam-packed with raucous high school girls vying to see which one of them could be the most loud and obnoxious, and w
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140054
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In December of 2003, Daniel Arredondo succumbed to his years long battle with colon cancer. If the name is unfamiliar, you're not alone. He did not answer to the name Daniel Arredondo. For most of his life, from seventeen years old to the end, in fact, he went by the name…
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140055
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Eat blueberries every day and you'll live to be a 92 year old mogul. Really.
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140042
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All that have changed in me,
I give to you now.
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140041
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“Behold!” cried the Lord, on a late September morning,
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139922
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“What does it feel like to run, Thomas?” I yelled across the field. Thomas was so fast. I would never catch up to him. Even if I could run. He was so fast. …
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139921
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Just an abnormal visit to the post office.
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1399107
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Once you descend, the third rail/
hums its invitation
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139952
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You’ve got Wikipedia. Look them up: vagina and penis. What Wikipedia will not tell you, however, is the thousands of years of human anguish, and rapture, wrapped up in those two organs.
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139912
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139921
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[ADVERTISEMENT: If you look for it, Google search, for 'html special characters,' the UT Austin page will come up, and you can just Cut & Paste 'em. Fuck the code!]
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1399154
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It was a dire and dun-colored year when groupies wept and autograph seekers put down their pens.
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139910
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The first burned slowly in the distance. I built a small fire to keep warm. Snow covered the area as far as the eye could see. The sun burned bright in the sky above and the mountains disappeared onto the horizon. My gear had some wear and tear from t
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139944
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"How the fucks he drivin' like that?"
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139910
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It's saying, "It feels as if you've given me your old, your tired and your poor. I feel much older than the years you've logged."
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1399116
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The big wigs call it aiding and abetting. I became an left-handed accountant with a tendency to fudge numbers for the damned.
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139922
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I’ve been mentally cataloging all the various ways Myra has fucked me up. I know this is a dangerous game, strapped to our seats inches apart and hurling down the road at 70 mph, but I can’t help fiddling with the fuse.
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139910
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One day over a hardscrabble dinner of gristly beef and lumpy mashed potatoes, his uncle looked up at him and said, “Kee-rist, boy, school’s gonna start any day now. And winter ain’t far behind. I can’t keep you here. We gotta figure out something for you.
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139900
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“Got a big one boy! He's movin' real fast! Don't think he has had time to eat the bait just yet, so we need to play him out. Let the hook set. Don't want to loose him! Get the net ready!”
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139966
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Then I did the same to you, inhaling your scent which was one thing at your hairline and another at your collarbone.
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139820
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"I see flashing bright bacteria floating in the air," he replied, not bothering to think about the words. "I see puffs of smoke issuing from inappropriate objects. Fingertips. Baby carrots. Furniture... Oh, Christ," he seethed, arching again. "Get me some
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139823
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139833
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The cover features Lincoln as a woman. Lincoln as a woman is not a thing of beauty.
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139832
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Friday night in Little Italy is a big night.
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139800
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The gardens of Babylonare empty again.Kings and queens came back to the ancient desertto rise their childrenin the wise wilderness.But you can still heartheir hidin' laughingrunning throughthe mourning flowers.
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