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"Great jog today," he said, "But the entire length of the run I'm thinking about ice cream and how good that is going to feel."
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97063
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It's good to be home.
It's good to be home.
It's very good to be home
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97076
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If she weaves words that are true enough
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97022
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A small flame of gossip began at one end of the table and began to spread like a wildfire at the first mention of Diane Morgan’s name. “That little red-faced slut stole my boyfriend from me,” I overheard Maryann Blakely saying. “I could have been Prom Que
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97000
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I woke up on my back with my face in the sunlight and thought, I guess this must be heaven, it was so bright out. Except for the buzzing of the insects. They will always bring you back to earth.
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97000
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I remember, when I was selling real estate, how you could always tell when there'd been a divorce. One room was conspicuously left emptied of its contents, and these rooms were never swept or tidied. Instead they were left just as they were when the par
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96962
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Somewhere in the tenth dimension
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96951
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Deslauriers taught that of the five derogatory items a girl could be—bitch, slut, tease, frigid, whore—tease was the worst. Having a German Shepherd at home protected Liz. My family had a cat, female and black.
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96965
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Prospero's in his cell and I'm in mine.
He drowns his books, I'm drowning in mine.
He exercises his power–I'm powerless to exercise.
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96900
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I got a call from Fiona last night. She asked that I come down this evening, to meet at Penny's place. "It's an Intervention, Al," she said, which told me everything I needed to know about what the meeting would be about.
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96833
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You may want to know
who wrote the book of love, but
all I really want to know is who,
who sprayed the dinosaurs with graffiti?
Not some poser
Not some Svengali
Not some last minute
giraffe
Not someone from the all girl’s band
kn
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96810
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At work I listen to musicrecorded from live performances.People cheer in the music and I can hear their smilesthey are excited. I smile with themand I imagine they are happyfor me.I see them beyond my grey office walls I imagine they are my friends and…
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96730
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I wanted only to be still, to become a rustle for a moment of papery fall leaves sighing past one another on their way to the funeral pyre in the front lawn, sweetly fragrant with the scent of death and inevitable decline, fearless in their annihilation, incandescent…
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96786
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When I asked her about her husband, she laughed.
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96721
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Okay, you want the truth? I was never that good with strange. It takes me awhile to warm up. And I’ve got to be attracted, somehow. Like with your eyes.
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96793
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Can anyone remember what the Great American dream was?
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96721
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From the opening bars that conjure up the sounds of European auto horns, "Parisian Thoroughfare" is as light as French pastry, as free and airy as a skirt blown by the wind.
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96700
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I went to NY to look for homeless ghosts and delirious minds...
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96611
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He is the kind of boy that is so handsome / you already expect there is something wrong with him
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96600
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Whoa! Whoa! This just in! You mean we were minutes away from some kind of immanent Greek tragedy!!?
Let me get this straight. I cheated one time on Jolene with Jolene’s baby-sitter (you!), whom she used to cheat on her husband (with me)? I guess I’m luc
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96697
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No one believed me when I told them this: I took all of my novels and tossed them into the fire.
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96665
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That was the year I got my Daisy bee-bee gun for Christmas....
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96652
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She wondered why people would spend hard-earned money on a television when they could look up at the sky for free and trace the images that had inspired poets.
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96689
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I spend my time sitting on the back step—poison oak reddening my arm—under the eaves, waiting to escape.
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965107
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You gave me all of the power, and none of the power.
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96533
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Woman bites into pearl,
finds baby oyster.
Woman bites baby oyster,
finds baby pearl.
Woman blows on baby pearl,
it begins to grow.
Woman gets excited.
Now we’re getting somewhere,
she says.
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96522
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Here is a blank space soft and white like paper extended indefinitely.
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965102
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Boy, it is weird out there, talking to real people!
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96500
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The tongue touches the lip, looking inward, remembering. The head nodding yes. Staring directly at the memory like an animal, while the crowds pass by, and occasional phrases materialize out of the air. We live and love and create. Yes we do. Otherwise,
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96500
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Flowers I didn’t like God or else nature must have had some brief happiness over. But it’s just forgetfulness for an old goddess like me, goddess of the moon, of hunting, of chastity once, since now I have changed. My opened flowery bosom went on to bec
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