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Don’t worry, she said
It’s not blonde down there
But she is wrong
It’s just as blonde down there
As anywhere
The light down along her arms
For instance
The down along her cheek
On the back of her neck
Her thighs
Apparently I am n
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What can I say about the Internet It's one of the best inventions since the TV set It's a place you can do research and shop A place where you can sell everything from shoes to stock You can go to rooms and chat And meet some nice people or some that seem…
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When were you flash frozen?
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The carnival passed through this hotel one time only, its boarded guests pretending to ignore the smell of outdoor whore in their bedding.
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That was all it took. Thirty seconds.Half of a minute.30: He was standing with me on the corner of the street, 29: waiting for the crosswalk to say it was okay for us to make our way to the other side. 28: The red "do not walk" signal changed to the white "join us over…
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One Private View, four couples, not all of whom are adulterous.
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I know I was hungry, she says
to herself, maybe.
I was hungry for what
you had to offer. Your
fast car, your dad’s
ski boat, your prettiness,
your beautiful mouth,
your eyes, and yes for
the joy you could give me
between the legs.
B
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Drink tons of water they keep telling me...
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As Zoë says, “You and your musician friends drink in industrial quantities.”
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CHAPTER ONE About nine-thirty P.M. on Friday night, Mary Fowler pushed her grocery cart through the double sliding glass doors. It was three weeks before Christmas. The sun had set and the temperature had begun to cool rapidly in…
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Who better to know the wiles of the fox than the vixen herself?
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How we segued from exploring the wind to eating a nitwit sandwich.
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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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dove from the trenches, double-check
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1. Days of InnocenceFluorescent maggot men dance the flamenco.2. The Eyes of MedusaPythons and immobile pole dancers in grey body paint.3. GolgothaA drunken mechanical Christ grinds your bones to make his bread.4. Big Ape BollocksAlpha males slug it out in a cage made of…
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“Please, please grant me probation and a deferred sentence with no time behind these walls. I have never had a driving ticket before. NOW one Margarita and a DUI. Never again!”
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I came out of the Quick Stop and found her in the back seat of my ten-year-old Camry. I don’t know who she is, or why she chose my car. I do know she’s having a baby any minute now.
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Transhumanism has always had its malcontents usually derived from some philosophic contestation, but for all their thought experiments, somehow my present situation eluded them.
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the world’s biggest poser fags
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Why should you
go through that
for me?
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Bipolar. Schizophrenic. Alcoholic.
Addicted. Abused. A reader?
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The white moon is dangling
by a thread tonight.
I close my eyes
and listen to it undress.
Your halo fell around your ankles
and you became see-through,
but there’s a vast gulf between being pretty,
and pretty dangerous.
Still, I’ve s
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the dark brown cloaked warden stands on his lofty perch
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In one section of the map C climbs a staircase.
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Hey Sledge!
Yo.
Did you know Socrates hated the idea of writing thoughts down? He said it weakened the memory…made us lazy.
Say wha?
That's why he never wrote a book. The only way we know about him is through his student Plato's writing. St
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I remembered every noun and matching verb,
Simple sentences only, two words divided by a line,
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It's true. I like to walk on the ceiling. But please. Don't hold it against me. The ceiling is cold. Nobody lives there. Just a spider. A curious arachnid. She lets herself down sometimes. If I'm on the bed, trying to sleep, staring at the ceiling, watching her…
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We woke up and we were whirlpools of spilt turquoise oil / with wings for flying
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Polo observed Madam Mayweather’s demeanor. The concern in her eyes for the students and faculty under attack by the Nocturne.
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