1360 7 5
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Does sound shape silence/
or silence shape sound?
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136052
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He remembers, he touches,
he lifts and kisses the mouth.
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136022
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“Gentlemen, how could I go about attracting the KGB?”
Now that got the attention of Boris and Vladimir. Their eyes bulged right out of their heads. They both started huffing and puffing.
“What are you, crazyman or something?” said Boris.
Vla
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1360120
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Your son is six feet tall in the sixth grade. By his sophomore year of high school, he outweighs you by a hundred pounds. He's been offered four football scholarships and one for a sport he's never played. Every morning his mother, your ex ex-wife, makes his breakfast of a…
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136033
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Tokarsky and I got chased off an El train by a couple of mean-looking black dudes who looked like they were going to crush us. I let go a spritz of tear gas that I had on me in the train and we ran as it came to a stop at the Morris Street stop. They chas
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136012
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I slept and it was pleasant. Then there was the kiss, and it was hot. Later you turned away, and all was November chill. Now there are touches, caresses and shouts, Marvelous nights flavored with favors bestowed, and blackened days,…
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136081
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Buck, naked, has no words. The best he can manage is a dopey strangulated cough. His wife, who is clothed, stands before him, next to the waterbed that took Buck half a day to force into the trailer.
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136087
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The musician’s wife had a roving eye. He didn't care. He liked being married to a wild and crazy woman.
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136042
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so out to the night, and turning out the stars, so nothing can last, and nothing is taken in
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136021
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Did I refer to Mark Twain’s typewriter as an animal? Did I call it a hyena? I would not say that about Mark Twain’s typewriter.
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136000
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We both looked toward the house. We could just make out a light that was barely visible coming from the side where their bedroom window was. Slowly an evil grin appeared on Darrell's face. He looked at the knife in his hand. "This will do it!" he sa
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136000
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My heart was a puzzle completely incomplete,
until I learned of love in your embrace.
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136087
|
In the quiet dark, fathers reappear.
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136022
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In frustration, he picked up a hammer and slammed it straight into the center of the mask.
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135986
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Once a friend asked me to write about rape in an email, so I wrote that it is a weapon of war that would not work here because partners do not give in to it; in fact, they would say it is infidelity in relationships.
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135911
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I laughed hysterically at Austin Powers.
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135900
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Breasts were developed after World War II, the result of improved nutrition and the additional muscle mass that “Rosie the Riveter”-types acquired through manual labor in jobs that males abandoned to join the war effort.
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135900
|
"Commander of the Armies of the Four Winds" concerns a nightmare endured by Commander Daniel Bennett of the San Diego Police Department after he is assigned to recover the stolen Necromancer Artifact, which purports to invoke nefarious spirits imprisoned
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135942
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Does he pack you a lunch when you're running late for work? Even when you're not running late? Does he insist on regular medical check-ups, for which he'll pay because you don't have insurance? Will he disapprove of your objectionable behavior, and not turn the…
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135910
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I heard them calling my name. “Will passenger Karen Anderson please come to flight desk Six Fourteen? Flight 912 is ready for takeoff. This is your last call.”
“Mario, did you hear that?” I asked. “We’re on the wrong plane!”
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135987
|
arrogant, sullen,/
supple and ambiguous,//
English seems the ideal tongue
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135922
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The boy buckled in and told his mom, “No mommy, I can do it myself”
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135977
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this elegant silver wrench/
which from the opposite side/
becomes a golden Phillips-head
|
135932
|
I spent the evening looking at our old pictures. /
We were never happy. I realize that now.
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135953
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It's not a funeral. Nobody to mourn over.
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135900
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By the time I was born, my parents were already sickened, blackened, blighted people.
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135931
|
The Campus Socialists
Paul and Mary Jo lived in an apartment at the top of a long, dark flight of stairs that were so high, I remember as if it were yesterday thinking, the night she pushed him down the stairs, he would surely be dead by the time h
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135977
|
The arithmetic of human experience/
is always a losing game for some. Poor Jane. Rich Dick.
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135921
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“What the fuck!” Duke muttered, amazed at what he was seeing in the darkened store. A thin curtain of smoke was rising from under the baseboard like an inverted waterfall. It stretched the entire length of the left wall. Holy shit, the joint's on fire! I…
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135933
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No, your clever costume won’t protect you.
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