2232 14 10
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. . . and the last thing you’ll smell will be new-cut pine.
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2232 20 8
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A supermodel, carrying a large Valentine’s box, fell on the ice.
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2232 1 1
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He didn’t know how to tell his story. It wasn’t an easy story to tell. There certainly was a clear beginning, but it didn’t make much sense to start at the beginning. There was no way to end the story either; the ending seemed to last forever.
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when unicorns took to flight / the poles shifted / the world flooded / and Pangaea busted open like calloused palm
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2232 1 1
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Let's be honest. Ugly people have an uphill battle in this culture. From the time they slide out of their ugly mothers they stand at the plate with two strikes.
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2232 11 5
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“This is not turning out to be a wholesome project,” my brother hissed into the phone one night.
“Yo, Alan, it’s ELVIS. It’s American gothic, and the child needs to know the underbelly of the myth,” I hissed back.“Did you, or did you not, wear makeup to
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You may gather from me
the spring of my youth
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2232 17 5
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I turn my head. Time starts running.
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2231 5 3
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“I take him to see all those sexy movies,” she said, “because it puts the passion back in him. I love what he does to me when we get back home after those movies.”
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2231 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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2231 1 2
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That sound. Bone against bone. Skin across skin. Blood fraying into the unknown dark. He loved that sound.
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2231 10 3
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I can feel everything getting closer, the past catching up. All the cunts and cocks and clits I've ever touched. I left them all on the other side of the world, and now they're creeping back to me.
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2230 31 19
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the mighty mountains sighed, and the wide seas heaved
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2229 6 3
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I slide my hand under the sheets. It’s cool there. An impression. This is where she would be.
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2229 16 12
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In all my marriage stories, I am both victim and hero.
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2229 1 1
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2229 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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2229 21 9
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to say that he was
doing fine
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2228 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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2228 12 3
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The City Council supports this policy and, by necessity, ranks human slavery very low on the list of the city’s woes.
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2228 1 0
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"Isn't it time to remove the nails, and put Jesus to rest once and for all," Mary asks.
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2228 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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2227 24 22
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But I came back around, after Robert Kennedy got shot, with one hand up your skirt and the other on the gear shift...
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2226 4 2
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I lock the last of the beer and wine doors and head back to the cash register. Our clocks are not on bar time so I only have a few minutes. I check the till. A stack of ones and three fives. Enough to break a twenty, but looking bare. The parking lot's empty. The air…
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2226 4 5
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All night the moon had watched him, and he’d been unable to return its stare. Finally there was sunlight, and Joško took up his rifle and rucksack. He had trouble keeping his balance at first, but gradually his legs steadied.
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2225 14 7
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All week my crew and I waited for the snuff party. An obscure fete where someone gets killed strictly for the entertainment and viewing pleasure of others. Before you judge us know this, people die every day for no reason at all.
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2225 9 4
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You have been my woman’s lover now for
seven years, ever since your two souls met
at La Isla Negra.
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2224 25 14
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And you know that notion just goes to show...
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2224 18 3
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Male genitals were usually portrayed diminutively in classical art. After forty minutes in a drafty room without cloths on, I was beginning to understand why.
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