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Zoë was stunning in a designer gown so revealing and form-fitting that only static electricity could keep it on her body.
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Yeah, okay, so
pigeons are the bums
of the bird world
So what are a flock
of crows working over
a wheat field while
the artist Vincent
is desperately trying to live
with his bleeding ear
or to sell at least
one painting during
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The new members were asked to stand up and say their names. One obnoxious, pushy woman from L.A. stood up and said, "Ama Torrent, and I'm an alcoholic."
The roomful of people started murmuring.
Suddenly a man in his late fifties shot out of his chai
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The walks along the beach/
render brave, meticulous,
taxonomies
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And when you come back, you work minimum wage and have water cooler sex and your face is no more than archives.
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People think being the best-selling author of the Pokey Little Bunny™ series of children’s books is nothing but cream-filled cupcakes, but they’re wrong.
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Sometimes your Monday morning answer to the inevitable questions don't have to be so mundane and repetitive. And sometimes they do. No one gives a shit anyway.
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I wonder what strange and marvelous events would ensue if God decided to build another universe and went to Home Depot for supplies.
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Oriana, much as she wanted to, did not sleep with Francesco, propriety ruled.
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They say he started the study on February 26, 20—. Ever since that day, no one has seen or heard from him.
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This is why I’ve decided to assign myself a position in life similar to that of Stuart Sutcliffe with the Beatles.
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Their relationship had proved volatile. The husband had gone missing. The wife had gone dead.
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A strange man tapped my door and held up the shoes for me to see. “It is the Dork Shoe,” he said. I looked past him at his dusty station wagon filled with boxes. “I have your size right here.” I observed the halo of his gray hair as he…
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As far as I knew it was just an old man and his wife who lived in this house, but not really. I mean if you had seen what every person on that block had, you would have realized that many lived there, well many beings.
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I remember seeing five young losers standing outside this bar, smoking cigarettes in their baggy shorts and flip-flops, giving the occasional high-fives. They weren’t even eating their calzone, and I was getting upset about it. (I hadn’t eaten the whole
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Understanding those who don't understand us
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There was always something about the air in the deep south. The summer air. It was always so thick. So heavy. Joey didn't notice. He didn't know any better. He had lived in Savannah all six years of his life. He did remember the one time his father and…
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high school football players who'd been hit wrong and instantly become quadriplegics
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one will become a tobacco king;
another will steal copper plumbing on moonlessnights.
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Doreen takes Butchie’s hand, steadies it in the can opener, counts “One-two-three”–and slams the chrome handle down.
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When the deer did come, I couldn't shoot straight. I didn't feel scared, but I didn't want to miss and my hand was shaking. I hurried. I held my gun pointing out at the path and fired. But it went a little wild and instead of taking the deer down, I shot
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Big hair shoulder pads hell no.
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... the rift of losing you was jagged and violent ...
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This is Bop even if you think it doesn't sound like that.
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When you awaken on the other side, you will see, I was like the swan gliding before death, and the animating power of her is willing and unavoidable. And you are itching, feeling an inextinguishable sexual desire, its nightmare ink burnt in your head, n
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There by the opposite doorway opening onto the thinly carpeted kitchen lay—well, what seemed to be all that was left of Miriam Flagellporte . . .
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