2075 8 8
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You just watch, the schoolteachers’ll be next and then you’ll see shit go down. Imagine what happens when a fifth-grader sees his teacher getting frog-marched through a crowd on YouTube.
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2075 26 12
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In her belief that Juni is lucky, Jade eases the horrors our mother suffers at night, not because Juni is stuck in a physical passion, but because the whole family and whole groups of strangers know what Juni is doing for sex.
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2075 25 14
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Did we get Jihadi John?/
And the highway to Mosul?//
What’s the score?
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2075 16 15
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• Don’t confuse the virtues of bananas with the virtues of banana bread
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2075 8 3
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When you last produced writing on a manual typewriter, was it before or after your first sexual experience, or maybe during? Manual or otherwise. Which do you recall with more enthusiasm...
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2074 7 4
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She began guiding Penny’s arms, whispering movements through her body. Memory and experience sang through every fiber of their being. The song had become her life.
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2074 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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2074 24 7
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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2074 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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2074 19 9
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I screwed my courage to the sticking point and asked him if he had shot down any Japanese airplanes. He grinned at me. “One,” he said.
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2074 5 0
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Besides, that might have been the area of his birth, and if so, Jacob was now the director, priest, pallbearer, driver, and custodian of a hometown funeral
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2073 5 4
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Often we sit in silence and age. We are observers of dust, fashioning ourselves into antiques.
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2073 9 6
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Got me a 50 pound bat ray.
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2073 9 9
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What if I said;
I never liked actually reading?
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2073 0 0
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Azure walked through the fog as though she were walking to class. Her hands swayed through the mist and felt the thickness of the cloud through her fingers
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2073 15 7
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the boredom inherent in living in the suburbs
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2073 2 1
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... red lipstick shiny in the bar's light, raven-colored hair spiky and toussled. Jen opened her mouth to say something, stickiness of her cherry Chapstick separating with her lips ... and the girl leaned in and started kissing her.
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2072 30 13
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I had felt suddenly lighter and next thing I knew I was watching Leonard Tucker and Sister William from somewhere near the ceiling. I saw myself, too, at my desk, holding my songbook out in front of me like everyone else.
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2072 19 18
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He was a tenth grade / messiah, famous for acts of attrition.
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2072 12 5
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2072 5 2
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Man, you never ceased to crack me up! If you thought you'd just been called a homo, you probably wouldn't want to try to disprove it by grabbing hold of a naked guy and wrestling him to the floor of a shower room.
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2072 23 15
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proving little more/
than the player’s keyboard dexterity.
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2072 15 6
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with images overflowing with delicate thought scenes with nightmarish wet dreams
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2072 2 2
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Most nights while in his sleep, with his one good eye deeply shut, the old man can hear the whispers of the specter in the remote wanderings, holding the surrounding woodlands in its snare. The sound of it closing in, with the bones of the universe crushing in…
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2072 4 1
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I think theorems and hypotheses
but all that comes out is punching and smashing
frustrated hate flows where I'd prefer to know love.
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2071 5 0
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Please direct your attention to the flight attendants as they demonstrate the safety features of this aircraft.
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2071 7 4
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Suddenly the auditory havoc dies down and she falls into a loop, saying BANANA CREME PIES FOR SIXTY PERCENTS over and over.
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2071 1 1
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“They picked me up in their spaceship about noon,” Austin Grantham says to me while pulling up an apple crate to use as a stool.
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2071 7 3
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My favorite was a red bowler, a man's hat, which I never dared wear outside my tiny bedroom. My three brothers wanted it too much to take that kind of a risk. They'd poke me with various sharp objects: the serrated edge of the bread knife, the rusted TV
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2071 8 6
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in her monestary mission, with her rosary and candles, time holds me here
my feet got the travelin' blues but my hands tie old women's bones to my hair
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