1919 4 0
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When the talking's done, they get in their cars to go wherever they go, and just as soon as that last car clears the path, the yellow-cabbed trucks are back and the men get out.
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1919 5 4
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I would be reduced to begging on the streets and hoping for a sign of her in soup lines.
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1919 2 1
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Fleas were a constant reminder that humans are food.
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1918 23 20
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There's always a sound, something triggering the fear.
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1918 7 6
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Butch the Labradoodle sets some necessary boundaries.
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1918 15 10
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chet baker shades my eyes
rippling through the cool water
sometimes we feed the fish
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1917 1 0
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That stupid bastard seemed to defy death at every turn in his life. His actions suggested invincibility, but his catch phrase indicated full awareness that he was indeed quite vincible.
And how fitting was his name. We didn’t know if it
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1917 14 5
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She asks if I would like to join them.
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1917 9 3
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The headlines were my source of information and contact. Four Soldiers Killed in Baghdad read one. Seven Ambushed in Fallujah. I’d read them, look for his name, and maybe clip it out. It put me there; put me in touch with him.
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1916 9 8
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Birds FlySeven Poemsby Darryl Pricefor Charlotte and Mel, as always"We should insist on joy in spite of everything."--Tom Robbins“I don't need your love. I don't need you to understand. I just need you to listen.”—Perfume Genius1. I Want to Sing to…
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1916 6 6
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Everyday the buildings seem to be getting taller and taller.
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1916 0 0
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The stupid suit made me look like an angel, which I hated. I wasn't here to save anyone's soul, not that any of the native animal life HAD a soul. If I have a soul myself, it is most likely in need of salvation, and in no way should I be cast in the rol
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1915 6 3
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At night, instead of sleep, there were new and secret pleasures. Half-awake lessons in dexterity, in the limber material of human life.
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1915 8 0
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What can I say about my brother, Stroman. We are twins and we hate each other. He is an honest, brave man with scruples. He is full of bullshit. He thinks I am morally twisted. He probably has a point there, but I don’t see what that has got to do with
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1915 5 1
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unbury yourself from the silt and give me some seal love.
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1915 9 5
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I found my black dot nucleus. School got me in the 10th year with the numbers spilling outta my head, but now I got the cell on my mind. Everybody's floating around this joint all pink and green college clean, yellow face Japanese, or the jet-headed Greeks with their…
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1915 21 16
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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1915 3 1
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“Tonight’s news begins with a Stone’s Throw exclusive. Intimate friends of hotel heiress Paris Hilton have confided that the talent-starved celebrity has agreed to marry Quaker Bob, longtime spokesperson and package icon for Quaker Oats cereal.
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1915 9 8
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My wife stood in the doorway and talked to the back of my head. “You really should talk to somebody about this,” she said.
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1915 8 6
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His middle name was Perceval. He judged the first Miss America contest in 1922. He saw himself primarily as a storyteller in the Dickensian mode.He claimed to be an illustrator rather than an artist. He disliked driving but loved to walk, and preferred…
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1915 9 9
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I don't think dogs like to die with the pack.
The smell of them rotting brings trouble in the wild,
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1914 11 7
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When I got out I didn't buy a new suit of clothes, step into a bar, or bargain for an hour with a whore.
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1914 8 4
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It calmed the guilt in my heart while kids reveled, laughed, and "made time" with the neighborhood girls on that final night of freedom.
No one would talk to those girls again.
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1914 3 3
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Marie shrugs. “Maybe she’s just late. Come on, let's wait by the jungle gym.” She runs over and starts climbing. The jungle gym is closest to the path that goes into the woods and down into the canyon. She has to get him into the woods somehow.
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1914 11 4
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Everything is illuminated. If anyone is watching, we look happy.
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1914 2 1
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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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1914 0 0
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The man in the gray trench coat showed up around a quarter to eight.
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1914 4 4
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If Single Stroke Seven were a cocktail, it would be a Bloody Mary made of one part Worcestershire sauce, the other part gas station vodka, and ketchup and hot sauce packets swiped from fast food joints. Chill with ice crystals chiseled off freezer walls,
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1914 12 11
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The other day I’m in the backyard with one of my kids, doing what he’s calling a training exercise, which is basically the two of us with flashlights, shinning the beams over the grass and up into the night to see what we can see.
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1913 6 3
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Oh, also, had no idea what the whole visit to the Kingdom of the Dead was getting at. Interesting, but seems unrelated to the larger story. I'd cut it. Remember — this is a story about one man's attempt to get home. Stay focused on that.
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