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Gabe took the huge spoon and loaded it with half of his mousse. He nibbled a bite off the spoon. A big smile, amplified by Gabe’s large head, filled his face and brightened the whole room.
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. . . making a little winter-love, in a dark corner.
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"Tell me what you remember."
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Bald on top and wavy curls projecting from both sides. He looked at me and his eyes rolled round and round in opposite directions. He asked,
"What did you think of the play, clown hater?"
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I stood at a workbench for eight hours a day, scraping various shapes and bits of metal fresh from the machinist’s press, plotting my escape.
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I wonder if the Pleiadians are out there. Jack, what are you talking about? said Jane. The Pleiadians. I said I wondered if they were out there. You did go to special school, didn't you? No, said Jack, I didn't. I don't know why you always tell people that. …
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Communism
Capitalism
Gism or Gysm, either way
Avoid anything with an Ism
Catholicism
Botulism
Socialism
Skepticism
If its got an Ism in it
Avoid it, okay?
(Advice for our newborn daughter)
Avoidalism is okay
Though
So you c
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"The sheriff's mother-in-law made the smoothest 'shine in the county."
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As individual as a shadow and the opposite of ‘stone faced’, Sidney Elvin “Ike” Liebowitz, with a clean-shaven face, well kempt hair and sideburns a quarter of an inch off of his ears, walks down a dirty and dimly lit street pondering sneakers.
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There was a bucket of shit . . .
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The past follows, battered, bruised, always behind
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The rocks are hot along the East RiverBelow hazy skies sent from Jersey Traffic.Pigeons peck at pieces of detritus,Walking calmly by pedestrians passingThrough the park during their allotted lunchHour. A girl with a strange frame —As if her ribs fused with her hips…
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There is some debate about what kind of twins they are. It’s a fissure between aesthetics and science.
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One must learn to give the Bull the things/
it needs: space, grass and grain, his mates/
and offspring, and elude the things/
its momentary fury wants- your death
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It was the same table they met and fell in love.
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I remember when I pulled in the way the car door sounded When it yawned open. I think it may need some oil. In the dress you just bought, With one golden flip flop dangling from Your big toe -- The other under the bench, you told me. "We'll be having a …
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Maria Monsanto, the curator of Francesco Martinelli's Atmospheres show, stood in the middle of the third-floor gallery.
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The rising sun was hidden from his eyes by the hips of the woman next to him in the bed.
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We could act the anthropologist.
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Surely someone as clever as I can hatch a plan that will make them pay for rejecting me. Ignoring my genius has a cost and they will pay the price.
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(...) Suddenly there is a tram passing by and kills the Sausage (...)
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"The editors at Travel & Leisure are more interested in perks from advertisers than the survival of the human race.”
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I circled about six times - mesmerized by the sign that said you needed socks. Just passing through it said - As I made my third pass I thought - well, aren't we all.You looked cold. Fragile. And younger than the wrinkles that engulfed your hands, neck…
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“It’s not a bad preschool. You kinda get used to it. You ever been to one before?” Little Max asked the new boy, Sam. Sam shook his head no.
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M. CALLAGHAN: I’ve got a lot on my mind. You’re drunk, aren’t you?
COL. MORD: Good idea!
DEATH: Well, there is no shame in that.
J. KIDDING: Everyone suffers. Can you lend me your cat?
T. BURKULAR: I don’t know, sir. I don’t follow political issues .
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And I'm usually soft-spoken.
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"As soon as you're born, they make you feel small."--John LennonI cannot do anything about how beautiful you are, my sour flower, but I can tell you this much: Joni Mitchell is better than all the cowards in the world. They all chose to somehow…
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feathered flightless freak of nature
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Why I roamed these flats, choir-Like floors of a century forgivenAnd wedded in an XXL gownIs beyond us. Give me something extra, please. This Town rides in like a school bus.
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