1796 7 4
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When they called him down there to the morgue to identify the body, he drove behind the wheel of his truck like some steady maniac on a long haul. The Ford 150 cried out for new shocks, but that hardly mattered. Mud plastered side panels and…
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1796 7 2
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It's been so long since I've been in touch with any of you—if I ever was in touch with you—because my family and I took up residence in the local Wal•Mart.
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1795 8 5
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I ask for your patience with this form message, as it is part of a system that ensures
every submissive ex lover is considered separately, since I am involved in a lot of anonymous sex.
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1795 4 3
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I was nine when I saw my first dead body.
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1795 6 3
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Your life is going to change—how many times was that prediction offered in one form or another during my wife’s pregnancy? Mothers often said it with a bliss-touched smile; fathers with a smirk that was both sardonic and conspiratorial, and a distinct
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1794 7 6
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In a plush leather chair, / high up a shiny skyscraper,
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1794 8 5
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On the table the image is by Chardin but the puzzle is by someone else and that is what he has dumped out of the box.
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1794 2 0
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. . . not if I have anything to do with it.
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1794 3 0
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His movements were slowed by the metaphysical force of his own passing recollections, and he brushed from his face the silt he'd distrurbed on this forced descent.
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1794 3 1
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I arrived at Yaddo, the prestigious artists’ retreat, in the summer of 1941. With America’s “day that will live in infamy” several months away, my own day of infamy began the second morning of my residency.
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1793 2 1
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It was a subtle change. Jeffrey's grandmother was never graceful. Her figure was like a garbage bag filled with rounded masses of leaves and the unexpected angle of the odd stick, the entire shambling affair draped in soiled and yellowed hand-knit clothing…
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1793 12 10
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Breasts don't make you a woman, but no one told me that.
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1792 9 7
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Let’s be honest, you were cheating on your girlfriend, and I would’ve slept with anyone
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1792 2 1
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[CAUTION: "DISINTEGRATION OF THE FUNCTIONING PSYCHE," IS, APPARENTLY, A "DEEPLY PERSONAL" EXPERIENCE!"]
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1792 20 16
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It was Gatlinburg in mid July
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1792 2 2
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I don't know what my mother is thinking. She's either cart wheeling into crazy land or turning into a ghoul.
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1791 12 11
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Mick Jagger and I strolled rue Gabrielle in Montmartre. Our conversation spread from apples to shellfish. We stopped for some oysters. Do you remember a time when books were venerated, I asked? I remember a time, he said, when rock and roll was a fetus in the tank of…
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1791 8 7
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On a visit, Jesus sees bracelets with WWJD. What does that mean? he asks. What Would Jesus Do? they respond. I wouldn’t wear that, he says.
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1791 7 7
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The watermelon slices were painted wood, because they held their shape better in the heat. The photo was done night-for-day with bright spotlights to make for sharper outlines than natural light could provide. In actuality, it is all shadows.
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1790 11 6
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Follow my finger up the canyon wall, past the Chevy wedged into its own ferocious orbit. It was that innocent...
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1790 35 15
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No jobs except drinking...
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1790 2 3
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Helen’s mind is not on business. It’s on a pinpoint, a potential, a something so microscopic it’s more a nothing. In her center, it hums.
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1789 10 7
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Carthage, Rome subdued:/itself, Rome never long tamed./Memento mori.
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1789 8 5
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Your pajamas torture us.
When moist they uncomfortably cling. They have evil buttons, and they cause us to stumble on them in the dark.
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1789 17 6
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Every time I read a great line by another writer, I feel fear.
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1788 0 0
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They tell me I’m crazy. I say I’m just keeping up.
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1787 13 6
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Less than a hundred adults remain, predominately women, along with several dozen children of various ages. Most of their men were killed in a territorial war six moons previous.
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1787 35 14
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We were destined by chemistry and plastic figurines to give it a go.
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1787 23 8
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1787 6 2
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You longed to rip off her butterfly wings and watch her scream in agony. You ached to carve the steel from her eyes.
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