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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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210140
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Let whoever may read this know: I am an evil man, and I have done evil things.
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210050
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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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21002116
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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2100165
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Her eyes stared wide with panic, her teeth chattered intermittently with impressive intensity, and with her ineffectual stabs at the air she completed the portrait of distracted mania.
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210094
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And I watched,
from her warm bed,
the curtains dancing
in the window
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210000
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Once upon a time a queen was blessed with twin sons, which she named Nosch and Amiaivel.
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210010
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Azure became silent. She never thought of her death before, nor thought about actually fighting creatures and saving people’s lives.
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210097
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the observation, at the end, more/
important than the being there—
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209954
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Jacabo gave the boy a can of beer with oxycontin and rat poison in it. He instructed the boy to drink and talk. Jacabo did this, fully aware that making ghosts was a costly enterprise.
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209975
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When detox-man drives away, the windows down, the radio playing on the classic rock station (The Eagles), he thinks about moving out of town.
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209967
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“Too perfect.” my therapist intervenes in assurance, “You did enough, really. More than anyone else would.” I know the subtext is that I possibly did more than I should. My appointment is coincidentally later that day, after his goodbye letter arrives in
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209922
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The mother was happy, though. She was happy because she could make him some soup and then she could feed it to him in bed.
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20991311
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You'll be gone. I'll be gone. I'd hate to think how it was all for nothing, that all we did was stumble into a pretty big hole of our own making. The best place for a broken heart after all is in your own sweet chest. No one else…
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209943
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Words are not like bricks. The neighborhood flowers from within the rituals that enframe the drinking of a macchiato in a café. Now it hovers over the page.
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209921
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poon fred / loop ilo/ bussy yubb tree
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209996
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The phone owner pre-writes his or her dying words! The app stores them and releases them at the moment of his death!
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209811
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"Geez," I thought, "not only is this daredevil felon fellow my EXACT height and build — his co-conspiring gal-pal must be, too!" I exhaled what felt like a gallon’s worth of air though my nose. "This is just getting too fucking weird ..."
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209886
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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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20981711
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She drew her hands out of the chest cavity and looked at the clock.
‘Time of death,’ she said.
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2098158
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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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20981414
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That was before Cohen died. Castro died. Castro Died should be a title by Samuel Beckett. Once I nearly went out to buy a bass clarinet just for the purpose of playing along with Leonard Cohen.
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209821
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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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209774
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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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209799
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What if I said;
I never liked actually reading?
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209722
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one numberless character, an army of rants marching one by one, sand by sand, we move mountains this way…
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209787
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Megan beat up on herself later over the unsaid.
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2097148
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I like the smoke going in
but I like it even more
when it's coming out
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209700
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The corpse lay silently in his open casket. Dressed in the finest silken suit. Italian. Rubber skin pulled over his bones. Arms folded in eternal prayer.
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2097119
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strumming on the pipe/blowing on the lute's body/drumming on the horn.
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