1098 0 1
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His long black lashes stir, flutter a wink. His eyes catch yours through the dark reflection of your face, illuminated from beneath by wavering candlelight. Reflection obscures his features; they become yours.
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1098 3 3
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in a complete rage he lifted his entire golf bag full of clubs over his head and threw them into the creek.
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1098 4 4
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I was at the bend in the road
thinking of Robert Frost
but there was no fork,
there was no yellow wood,
there wasn’t even a horse
to ask me why or what if
There was no decision to be made
just a thousand tourists from Prague
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1098 4 3
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Jimi, Jim, and Janis
Kurt and Amy too
They died and gone to heaven
And fit inside a shoe
Room 114’s where they lie
Their eyes wide open
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1098 17 12
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Matt was among those rare creatures; an ideal kind of reader ...
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1098 0 0
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Bloggers venomously characterized Mitt as a "bumper sticker Patriot", the kind of coward who wraps himself up in a flag, puts a bumper sticker on his car, sings the national anthem at the top of his lungs and is the first person to yell out "Freedome Isnt
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1098 3 1
|
He consumed the key lime pie, while wearing a lime-green sports bra.
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1098 1 1
|
artifacts gone obsolete / miscegenating in suspension
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1098 1 1
|
In 1609 Ben Jonson was hired to write a work in celebration of the opening of a new shopping mall.
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1098 7 6
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There was a big pile of dirt in back, where the little Hebrew School bochurs would play King of the Mountain—tugging, tearing, biting, punching, using whatever weapons they could get their tiny hands on to topple whoever scrambled up the mound first.
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1098 4 2
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I feel I am, in fact,/
the dimmest and least wise/
man on earth.
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1097 2 1
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Balls excite our interest because we live on a ball. We travel through space on a ball.
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1097 0 0
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The sexuality comes over us in waves. We need to hold things, someone. The women, the men, side by side, our features blending together. We notice the small curved lines at the corners of the mouth. We notice everything. And the animal is still inside m
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1097 9 7
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It's not that there's nothing new, it's all new. That blue color is not the one you remember, but the one you are experiencing, and at the same time, you bring everything you are, crushing into dust, with you. Green…
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1097 3 0
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The concrete guy’s truck is parked in front of your house. There’s nothing for him to be doing there except your wife.
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1097 4 4
|
Well, I walked in on you, then you walked out on me
And that was when it happened – the end of history
And that should have been sufficient
But I think you know it wasn’t
I remember it was you who told me
Dreams are only efficient when illusio
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1097 5 3
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Most of life, it
turns out,
is pathetic.
Very little is funny.
We have to generate our
own laughter.
Canned laughter
may have to do.
Even if we have to carry
the can around our neck
like a Saint Bernard
or strapped to our
hip
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1096 12 9
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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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1096 9 0
|
...it didn’t take much to just toss it aside and muster up some fresh bravado.
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1096 2 0
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but isn't that the case
in most long-term,
committed
relationships?
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1096 15 8
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1096 3 0
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Out the window, the butterflyhad escaped,beyond my perception and maybe into someone else's.The little boy with the kite stared back,wound his string,and ended his afternoon.
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1095 6 0
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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.
|
1095 2 0
|
After Loretta McKinley had sat for just such a time on a rock near the tribe, hallucinating and coming as close to death and God as she ever had, she walked into the camp and asked to speak with the elders.
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1095 11 4
|
There is no need to worry about art. Art in its ideal forms stays safe. Real art resists being the object of attention. It directs your gaze, and it swings in you forever.
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1095 10 5
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1094 8 5
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I felt that love could
not be paid for or else could
never be paid for enough.
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1094 3 3
|
“Hey! You can’t be
whistling on Greyhound,”
the bus driver said,
looking up
in the rearview mirror.
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1094 1 0
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but at least I wasn't drinking as much anymore.
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1094 2 0
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