2089 0 0
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The Zoomba quivered in anticipation as the front door shut.
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2089 7 4
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This part of her digital garden is not impressive, slightly sloppy, even haphazard. However, her avatar is an attractive woman with good make-up.
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2088 21 14
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2088 20 4
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It's supposed to resemble the sea bed. These fish have never seen the outside of an aquarium and even if they had, they are reef fish, they'd probably get the bends and die if they went to the bottom of the ocean where the chances of them finding a cerami
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2088 0 0
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Her letter ends with her best words: No one will ever love you like I do. Beneath, she draws a heart, sad eyes, two jewel tears. Yours forever, Dawn. Hole by hole, not to wake her sister, she pulls the paper free, creases, folds again, then cuts…
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2087 5 2
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When she awoke in her yard, she poured what was left of the rum into the dead grass. The man beside her lay with fingers curled, a claw she’d found wedged up her skirt when she woke. Tom, she said, his name nonsense, tongues. Might as well have been any
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2087 16 13
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The Bond Trader begins his morning with coffee and a hit of LSD.
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2085 11 8
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Our next door neighbor is in love with his cat. His wife sits in our kitchen crying her eyes out.
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2085 2 0
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The specialist had kept what he'd taken out of Sue May. I made an appointment with him and was shown it floating in a jar of clean unguent.
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2085 9 6
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MIDNIGHT all day. Bleak December. A chiaroscuro, snowing blackbirds.
(Pas de cinq mille, in B minor.)
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2084 11 9
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2084 6 5
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Daniel told himself to push. -- push harder than he'd ever pushed himself before. He reminded himself of what his father once told him: don't give in to pain. Be a real man. You can take it.
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2084 19 17
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Jake remembers that Amy told him once that she thought that somehow he would always be a part of her life. That was before she went to Spain and married an American bull fighter.
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2084 14 10
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. . . and the last thing you’ll smell will be new-cut pine.
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2084 7 8
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for a handful of weeks/ my father took me to/ the college of art and design/ downtown/ where i took drawing lessons./
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2083 7 2
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You look just like your mom
she says
I LOL her and say, funny
cuz you look just like yours
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2083 5 3
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Chapter One In the Woods Everett Finn liked white-bread sandwiches. In June, Flora forfeited all her free cafeteria lunches to sit with him during his quiet lunch breaks in the classroom. "Eleven more days until graduation," she told him. He sat…
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2083 19 15
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"You're publishing too much too / quickly. We think that's unhealthy. We want you / to slow down. You're becoming a fame whore."
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2083 3 0
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While I had believed that the subject had been exhausted, that the bottomless pit of the individual navel gazer had been done to death, now here arrives How To Find Yourself to show that previous literature had only scratched the surface of the belly butt
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2082 6 3
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She...learned the ways of men, especially foreign men, who eyed her mother even as they passed around pictures of their children, wallet-bound photographs that included their reluctantly smiling wives.
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2082 17 10
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He kissed her tits and thought of art
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2080 12 11
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pressing my hands into the voice in the bed,
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2080 1 1
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And here I am again.
I chew my nails. I tap my foot. I chew my nails. I sweat. I bleed. My nose bleeds. It drips. I drip. I'm dripping through my chair.
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2080 13 5
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“The price of everything's gone up,” I say. “But I don't have to buy you chocolate if it's costing too much.” She says nothing and bends her head again, gnarled hands slowly breaking a family-sized chocolate block into pieces.
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2079 15 15
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What happens in heaven stays in heaven.
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2079 0 0
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“Stay there Alysia!” Brie said from behind as she ran toward them. The Sentinel used Alysia’s back as a step and launched herself into the air with Legacy over her head.
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2079 30 22
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I wake up in the morning and write her name on the white paper napkin I always place in front of me at the kitchen table as I have my first cup of coffee. I write it throughout the day. Twelve or fifteen times. I've done this for exactly twenty-three days. I always…
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2079 15 12
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This is the best kind of crime scene.
Spattered like gore from gunshots,
I'm left covered in trace evidence.
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2079 12 10
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I hate math. I hate everything about it.
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2079 15 13
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Sixteen years married, and now she wants a wedding ring. He brings her a box of Cracker Jack. She doesn’t think it is funny.
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