1309 3 3
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This world is always at least as strange as it seems, but usually far more strange, so many non-repeatable phenomena . . . .
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130941
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130900
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The Gringovitch family was gathered in the lobby of the hotel. The boys sat on the floor using their packs as back supports. Francesca Gringovitch sat on a chair with the remaining luggage in front of her.
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130901
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I felt my words reach out and try to grab him by the heart. They missed.
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130922
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Often I want to kiss their lips
Drink in every word they have written
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130921
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The pawnbroker sat behind bulletproof glass at the rear of the display area, a veritable potentate of hope and cash, exchanging expendable items for derisory cash.
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130961
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The bison know a lot about Longfellow
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130900
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“Honorable condominium association members,” the leader begins. “I apologize for not having a PowerPoint slide show tonight, but me and my muchachos travel light.”
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130997
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I COULD always sleep. Go "home" now and sleep. My body and my fetus—who complain of this torture—would appreciate sleep. I have something to do that is not sleep. I have something to do that is not sleep. I have to try to wake.
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130851
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Samson was also somewhat in hopes that his son Jason would become engaged in this minor capitalist enterprise and 'turned around' in his life.
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130800
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Detective-Sergeant Claude Mulvihill sat in his squad car, which was parked on 54th Street in front of Bright Star Recording Studios. He had just finished the second of two jelly donuts and was spiking his coffee with three packets of sugar.
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13081310
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I'll see her this fall, a redhead in camo
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130820
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A minute later, a shadow appeared across the left-hand page of the book.
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130820
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That’s not just a
trinket on her finger,
that’s a rock, a fortress,
a castle. No one
can scale those walls
except Joe Sixpack,
slumped beside her
at the airport.
They’re not a match.
I give it
5 years, max.
Not even.
Joe
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130800
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Do you know what it is to crave something? Of course you do. But this was different. This was beyond craving.
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130811
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Opportunity, says Webster, is a, "favorable juncture of circumstances." In my Oxford book of quotations, there are seven famous lines about opportunity. Seven – that’s it! There are twenty-seven regarding failure. Seems it's been easier for the great
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130811
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Here is a not remembering
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130877
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She rubs her head into mine...
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130886
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Looking at an image of a graffiti on a wall on our computer screen we ask ourselves: what is the image's main graffiti-like property? We might answer: its location. But that is a contextual and political interpretation. There's nothing in that answer which addresses the…
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130855
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right/rite:
Your touch smooth as impulse/
Swaying my mind
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130885
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Mom would dig through one of her music boxes to pick out Saturday morning's cleaning jams. Tattered, battered Payless shoeboxes with lids ripped to shit, filled to capacity with piles of cassettes; greatest hits albums, mostly, or Time Life compilations of mid-to-late…
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130843
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130731
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After ten days in Jeddah, I start to miss the rain back home in Tennessee....
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130755
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Meaning is harder to sell, unless it’s an analysis of why there is a Justin Bieber.”
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130732
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If someone were to place a rabbit in her lap right now, there would be nothing she could do to hold onto it. It would leap. Drop. Hie its powerful body elsewhere. At the end of her life she would have nothing to show but a collection of rabbit-shaped empt
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130787
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130711
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There is a false dawn,
when night still holds sway, but tempered with promise; anticipation.
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130700
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Their laughter is of a tiny world that knows nothing of taxes or lost loves, or news reports of flag-draped coffins filled with limbs.
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130731
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Last night, but not really night, I woke up to a huge clattering crash! I reached for my weapon (wouldn't you like to know) and jumped out of soft and cozy, holding myself in my best "I'm-not-afraid-of-you" stance.
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130711
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He’d've been up there belting out the hymns then bickering with the vicar after.
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