1365 9 6
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Tell people of substance the truth.
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1365 4 0
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Diane couldn’t shake her compunction. Though eight and a half months had passed, nothing felt right anymore. Their conversation played out in her dreams, and stilled her during everyday errands.
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1365 4 2
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A sizzling as skin and sinew melt, fall away. "Scream if you need to scream, child." And I scream, and her song gains strength. The warmth of her around me. It is time.
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1365 1 0
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What chaos comes from / insufficiency? What else can calcify dreams?
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1365 10 6
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Rainy eyes fall fast somewhere
close to me
Riding the wind like lust
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1365 4 3
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Hail the yellow cab the yellow one will do just fine as second condiment to the sun
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1365 5 3
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Could even drift off to
New Orleans for a slow sip
of a hurricane
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1365 0 1
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“Hi, I'm Mike, and I don't wanna work ... Wanna play foos?”
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1364 4 2
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They sit across from each other and she smiles as if they were in a normal place.
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1364 2 1
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The elephant was breakable and I know that my grandmother held her breath every time I went near it, and I was repeatedly cautioned that it was not to be played with only admired. She taught me in her own way, respect for it. She may have commented on the green with a bit…
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1364 2 0
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I’m starting to feel more interested in my savings account.
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1364 1 1
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the sour waft of a secret
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1364 4 4
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"Shouldn’t I be able to easily get my arms around nothing?”
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1364 2 1
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Roy Williams was his real name. It had been for the last 15 years. Since retiring from the Firm he’d lived innocuously in an apartment near the Old City walls of Dubrovnik doing the occasional quick job for them. You never entirely retired from the Firm.
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1364 0 0
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if you have a key fob, you are fired. If you have a real set of keys, you can stay
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1364 2 2
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Robbie’s wrists itched hard, the cord was sunk in so tight his hands were bordering now on blue, now purple. Too late to matter.
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1364 2 2
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We Must Save Ourselves I'm looking for my savior on subways, Is he this man pushing half himself On a skate board, from car to car, Singing I have no Legs, I have no Legs, I'm looking for my savior in coffee shops Of…
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1364 14 5
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I suggested when we passed the flesh shack that we turn around and that I go in and say to the sex workers that the Russians are fetching $3.5K per hour in Manhattan and it's private, unlike there at that road-side shack.
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1364 11 7
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Jimi and Janis remain fierce and beautiful
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1364 2 1
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In the living room of a model home, Mr. Jorgensen lived. He was a mannequin. He spent his days in display windows. He spent his commutes displaying the latest model cars.
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1364 1 0
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His nervous cackle makes me sick - Oh, if only - Times were different - That knife - Would fit so nicely in his back
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1364 2 2
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We walk though the streets of London, New York, Paris, Prague, Barcelona, Skegness, inhaling air heavy with metaphors, eyes set alight by the microscopic pyrotechnics of quotidian symbols hitherto debased by the outmoded conventions of a bankrupt civilisation decomposing in…
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1364 10 2
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1364 6 5
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Before you tripped on the third rail, you were like any other: coat a shard of midnight-blue, eyes filled with gratitude but for nothing. You were a lost coyote on a snowy hill. With sad magnificence you wandered, terrorizing passengers who secretly wished to pat your…
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1364 4 3
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I'm writing our initials in black sharpie on the tunnel wall. There's already people who have come before me, hundreds of pairs of Qs and As and hearts in the middle, through a small hole in the brick I can hear the French accents, spinning through, a reminder that I am…
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1364 1 1
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It's called the Knee Defender. But I prefer to think of it as the Schmuck Identifier.
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1363 4 3
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My hillbilly’s got a hole in it
And I think I’m gonna die
I swear you can see right through him
Got a big hole in his side
I think I pulled the trigger
On the truth gun at my side
Then it just got bigger
It started getting wide
He tried
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1363 5 3
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Crass, vulgar, boorish, impaired, angry, depressed, jealous, regretful.
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1363 14 13
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Let me say these words now
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1363 2 0
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She had the smile of a pixie on mushrooms in a disco ball universe, and I dug her style.
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