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Her questions apparently had their desired effect.
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Mike Summer's moustache was perfect. Hard bristle and so symmetrical it looked cut to the angles of a military imperative. He was pretty proud of it, thought the team of beaters, who watched him as he sat on the boot ledge of his sage green Mercedes 123 T, combing…
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He will spread peace like wet blood on a sheet.
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Popular wisdom would have it that heroin addicts are some kind of cross between vampire menace and low-rent cartoon.
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What it was for, didn’t matter. When Susan walked into Fred’s house every few weeks and start talking, he’d just nod and say, “Sure, I know how tough it is out there, baby.” Then they’d drink some wine and put on some music, and he’d give her a little mon
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She’s not settling. She can learn to like this.
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soap smells tangy, but/I wouldn’t eat it: scent and/nutrition diverge.
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"I see how little kids might find you creepy," she says between red velvet bites...
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We are impressed and cheer them on/
in their struggle against the wild/
and unkempt ravages of nature
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they could be barefoot bastard children
for somebody else to clothe
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The sky was dressed in a wedding gown. The hooves of my horse clicked like consonants on the stone of the butte.
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Over the last 30 days we have seen a radical decrease in our revenue stream. Our Q3 earnings fell dramatically short of what we had projected, and as a result the leadership team has had to look at some difficult cost-reducing measures.
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Will it//
scare us shitless when we can finally/
draw ourselves a likeness of it?
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That’s where her reputation Wild Cat came from.
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Miriam smiled as I entered through the old, creaky metal front door of her home. She sat still, face marked of deep wrinkles, tense with the pain only another cancer patient would understand. In that soft, sweet, melodic voice, she greeted me. '"Hello Ms. Monica, I've been…
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—Francesco, I wish you would give up smoking, said Michiko.
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And what about: there's this signature dessert at the restaurant where you are eating and it is called DEATH BY CHOCOLATE? And you know it is, because you've had it, and wow.
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The renegade states- Virginia, Georgia,/
Texas, and the rest- should have lost their names
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Suddenly she feels the urge to go, the TV lounge, with its flat Ikea furniture and black sofas where two young men glowering sprawl, is unknown territory. She can imagine those eyes, mouths, hands all over her. One of them looks up and there is an unspoke
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You had autumn in your hair
I liked the way you sat at a table
And drank champagne
My past years have carried me
To sixteen countries
Christ, we have so much to share
Listen, I know how the other half lives
And we can’t live like that an
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Getting up and reading his poem
The stuffy poet sitting back down
On the leather couch, which creaks under his weight
After adjusting his narrow tie from the 1980’s
The stuffy poet clearing his throat, twice,
During an enemy’s reading
The s
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Most of the deer around here have a higher IQ than the hunters.
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He went for long, quiet walks. These seemed to quell the seething rages swirling about him as he exhumed and reconstructed the truth of himself.
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There was nothing on the lake but a / faint sailboat and a shadowy gull.
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I have to find a way To evolve To become To grow into something else To become something else I have to find a way To let go Loosen my firm grasp Watch it all fall away Let myself fall away Drop this act This weight This mess of a life This mess I…
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In the black not dead of night, she gathers them; slowly,diligently placing the cansand bottles into two large plasticbags strung across a long piece of wood; this is her money work. She is small, but her bodyhas the choreography down:sift, search, lift,…
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When were you flash frozen?
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At first he thought it was a cat she was holding, swathed in a white, fleece blanket
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