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Everything I understand / is in danger.
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104243
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Need not remember, the 6th of November.
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1042157
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She sings off-key while her married lover shadow-boxes his one-dimensional and split-off selves.
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104295
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Do you see the hot coals of doing? The way time sizzles or wilts…eat those coals.
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104233
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"Let somebody else deal with for a while, man, I'm tired."
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104222
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we hover black as carrion birds with a glut empty need seems to me she's fell as thee and knows exactly where we posture anxiously spitting falsehoods on cue twittering like snipes cause there's nothing left to do she might have spent her whole life just
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104251
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As a kid he had run away from the family farm and shoveled coal back East to put himself through college. Now he was just another old man in a nursing home, desperate for a drink, his blue eyes bleary, a sticky goo filming at the corners of his lips.
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104100
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"It is my argument that a pious fraud has been perpetrated so as to subject mankind to the most humiliating of intellectual enslavements."
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104100
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It’s that time of year. The combustible mixture of booze, poinsettia corsages and the soulful sounds of Eddie Venturi and the Fastidians will cause people to get up and dance at holiday office parties who have no business doing so.
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104150
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I noticed his pistol before his pissbag and I knew then that failure not only had a face but a balding head, too
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104100
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“Is that an erect annual plant in your codpiece, Mr. Flax, or are you just glad to see me?”
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104140
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They keep
shining
against each
other
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104155
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Perdita's confusing profusion of parts makes it impossible to know which way up she goes.She flutters beneath the camera's shuttered stare, …
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104122
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The scared woman, she hides her flaws from the world.
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1041109
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I don't need to be toldhow natural you are, not here.I'm reminded every singletime I open my eyes.What I want to know iswhere have you gone? Whyhas it taken you so verylong to return? But Iknow the answer. You aresomewhere fighting for your dearlife. It's what we all do--in…
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104164
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The dead want you to calm down.They are quite fine, and don't needyour post-mortem tears, the flowers and veils; their names mispronounced by preachers. None of your catechisms will do -- especiallyfor the children, who know them well and need no…
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1041126
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104175
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The woman abruptly closed her legs.
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104110
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it is heavier than it looks with edges smoothed by the passage of time
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104142
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"Mama skipped the training bras and just gave me her old bras. I'll be 25 before I can wear her old bras..."
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104155
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I think the Air Force Colonel must have known, from the flushed looks on our faces, that I had just fucked his daughter in a roadside patch of ragweed on the way to their house somewhere outside Danville. I remember looking back and forth between him and
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104197
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I see them walking. They pass right by my house. If I’m outside, I sit down on our porch and watch the parade. Sometimes I watch them out of a front window.
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104165
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Anneliese inserted one of her crystal drops in Hymen's left ear and kept her left earring in. For a quarter, she bought a handful of cashews and plopped them on a red napkin.
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104111
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Been running so long
You've been running so long
I bet you can't remember
What you're running from
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104022
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I had the idea while I was in the county jail. I would get jail glasses; I wouldn’t be me; I’d be some other person. I could pretend that it was someone else rotting away in that 8x12 cell.
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104043
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Write power
like a purring kitten
eyes wide
without an idea of exactly
how small he is.
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104022
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“plain before my eyes” said he eyes swathed in bandages covering sight
oozing yellow fluid is this life thought i
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104032
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Then, relieved to have cleared the air, they peacefully returned their way of living.
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104021
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The muezzin calls the faithful,
his voice soaring over the rooftops,
over the trees and the brooks,
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104000
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Come gather round and listen to me You senior VPs from AIG As full of yourselves As you are of wealth So engorged are you with raging greed The warnings you neither see nor heed. Come gather round and listen to me Sing of the Minister of the Third Degree. …
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