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“Oh, I shouldn’t complain, I guess, but she did tend to get a leetle bit too caught up in that Hindernet thing, but I suppose that’s something younger people do today. Why, she didn’t even hear me when I would ask her for something! Can you imagine?”
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113563
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“Professor Gosser,”continued Victor, “I once screwed three women in a row--I mean of course, time, not space—good one, huh? Well, each woman farted at the exact moment she climaxed. Would that qualify as coincidence? And did it have anything to do with th
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113500
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I have hate and it is black not midnight, crisp fresh clear. Unadulterated. It is dirty, poor, gritty solid rough like unripe stone fruit. A peach, mealy and dry. The killing, effete, endures. Silent, my repugnance, sick, eats…
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113520
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When I was nine years old, I fell through the rotting
boards that covered my grandmother's cesspool and nearly
drowned.
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113500
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Danny is one of life's armchair philosophers, and in a moment of complete absurdity asks himself if he has ever been in love. From that moment on he embarks on a quest to find out. Follow Danny as he searches for the 'Pink Blancmange', gets propositioned
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113510
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“Living rooms,” said the town drunk, “are incapable of emanating.”
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113530
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this orient tide come occident: this roll of wreck and reckoned eyes that fathomless are found or made to find her keep within the tight shut shell in soundings deeper than the plumblined soul these western waves gone east: these…
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113552
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lift my love and be lifted
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113511
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I love you, I said. A beautiful smile struggled through the pain. But I love you more.
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113543
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The way I figure it, mom wasn't worth a shit. I'd cry when she hit me but she'd just keep pounding. When I was seven, she burned a hole in my back. It happened one day at the fair. We were walking around. She didn't have any money so all we could do was walk. I had…
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113565
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They were self-contained, two nymphs in a photo booth. Maria wanted something different—love to spread across her face like a wide smile, a certain grace. Sometimes she had found love like that at parties.
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113512
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I dig with no light to guide the aim of my shovel but the stars peeking through the trees which are fuller now then when you went away.
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113521
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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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113500
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113511
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113555
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today
somewhere by water
this photograph of a woman
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113422
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There it was
One abandoned high heel shoe on the sidewalk
Could have been
Some kind of robbery
Though
Maybe it was just
The beginning of the
Walk of shame
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113476
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They wink at me as if to share/
a cosmic joke whose punch line’s still/
a couple dozen light years out
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113432
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My memory is like tracks in the snow. My memory is cookie dough. My memory is dirty tube socks.
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1134128
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fog settles over the mountain laying a ghostly blue shroud
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1134159
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Dread and drudgery sour each day
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113431
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What do you do
when a Shirelle asks you
if you’re in the mood to dance?
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113400
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Tread acres and acres of aches
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113420
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I wanted those jelly rolls so bad I could scream
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113454
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Left by a melting snowbank: Cup lids, pine needles, a cairn of dog shit, And the grey soggy shape Of an eyeless winter bird. His breast is an old accordion Gone to rot in an old…
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113400
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Once upon a mind-flight
Leary with the tripping became weary
Of the psychedelic travel
Felt the universe unravel
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113464
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It was an autumn day, late in the afternoon, a Tuesday, when the last murderer died. There was no official announcement. Indeed, she and her crime had been forgotten. Pancreatitis, her cause of death. Quite treatable, the cancer. Nothing could be done for the gene that…
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113410
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skin is soft and too easily sliced away
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113441
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And so, many ideas and stories and wonders crash onto the shores of my conscience...
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113453
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The world follows me everywhere. I can’t get rid of it. I’m being stalked by a planet.
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