1142 8 5
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looking like you never once purposefully disappeared from our view. Like a river running clean through a fog's lying heart. Like standing thunder, suddenly gone solid enough, within a crazed hungry countryside, like a smile's radius, to be seen and heard …
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114221
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Life is a beach, not an enormous ashtry.
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114250
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It's the kind of neighborhood where the bar above the hot dog stand functions as a drug warehouse. Lowest prices, biggest selection, friendliest — highest — associates. I live here, a block over in the midst of sushi joints and frat boys, but I live…
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114100
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Thus was Rent-a- Rat, Inc born. At first it was Rent-a-Rugrat, but we changed it so the Army wouldn’t be onto us. Our first headquarters was out of a damned tent on Red Square, but we would get the hell out of there as soon as we could muster the necessar
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114140
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“Your mother enjoyed apples and made you wear unfashionable pants; she was a bitch. From now on we eat only candy bars and we wear only shorts. But first, four hours of video games!”
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114120
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but isn't that the case
in most long-term,
committed
relationships?
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114121
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If the pen travels over a sheet of paper, it is not long before a metaphor appears. A fast, beautiful metaphor like friendship, or deformity. Think of the pen as a penis and the ink as semen. I just sit and laugh. Time impregnates an opportunity and a lon
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114110
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Focusing on reflections of clear lines on scummed glass, reflexes not quite as fast as they used to be, seeing things but not clearly, straining, these muscles worn out servos, grunting, can't quite bring things together, but why do this to yourself. More pointless than…
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114020
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You were never at all like Narcissus, trying to remember girls’ names with marble in their eyes. You never adored your own image, looking at yourself in the river, not like I did (looking in the mirror that brings sleep.) I remember you admiring the dre
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114060
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As unlikely as it may seem, John Coltrane was in fact a member of the U.S. Navy Band in 1947 in Honolulu.
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114053
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nevertheless, this crowd had come up with a universal cure for humanity, and regardless of consequences . . .
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114040
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Why is this woman smiling?
Because she’s the Real Mona Lisa,
that’s why
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114032
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A young woman in shorts
removes her sunglasses,
putting them on top of her head
in order to study the little girl
sitting on her father’s lap
on the bus.
“I want to get me one of those,”
she says, with her dark eyes
smiling.
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114010
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but at least I wasn't drinking as much anymore.
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114011
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“I don't want to talk about this right now.” “Oh you don't want to…
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114010
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my tiny white world, the cube in the closet in the back above the shelving in a secret compartment cut into the wall
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114044
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or do we tickle each other's private stocks of fancy instead? I know which one I would choose, but so do you, and that's how the question's always changing places with the wrongheaded answer's velcro-lined vest, bullet to blasting…
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114000
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Horses pulled carts loaded with valuables at backbreaking speed. King Street was one of the steepest in the city making the steeds’ task most difficult in deed. Their chest covered in foam and their eyes wild with fear. Their clattering hoofs gripped
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114020
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She's been considering her breasts more now.
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114022
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like they are trying to not get noticed by fickle death. It clearly marks them in a targeted way. Very ironic. Here's the only message I want you to ever have from me : quick, scramble like a monkey with a stolen banana in your tiny hairy…
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114022
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Cleopatra fills her cart with food and cosmetics until it is overflowing. She proceeds out of the store. The clerks stop running products over their scanners and gaze in incredulity, and confusion.
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114000
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As the waves rapped in query I studied some words so sad Words she likely knew Words seemed so pale ‘That is not it, at all That is not what I meant at all' Is this what she thought? She leaves needle and thread Down here for dead A fondness for…
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114000
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For some employees the job was simply a job, another day towards another paycheque towards another Friday night spent at the bar wondering just exactly when life decided to start with the kidney punches.
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114020
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Jess threw her books on the bed then grabbed a notebook from a shelf and slammed it onto a writing table. It made a hard pop gunshot sound. Flinging open the book, a page tore. Her diaries were named Annabelle. It was with a blue felt tip pen that she wrote: …
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114075
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“Look them straight in the eye, keep your mouth shut unless spoken to, and make no sudden moves.”
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113940
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We spent that entire winter with shaky hands and shrunken egos.
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1139129
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The murder of two teens late one humid night on a tiny rural Virginia island brings a dark, malignant mystery edging into the village known as Leicester Court House.
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113940
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People speak of wordsmiths, as if they hammer text into shape; smelting down clunky prose, recasting from white-hot ink.
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113920
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I remember driving to New York City the summer of 1964, just before I met you. That was the very first time I ever smoked a joint. In those days it was happy dope. We got high and everything seemed so funny! Those were the days!
I drove into the city
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113900
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What happens when you accidentally run into your lover's daughter on a plane.
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