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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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204833
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Describe how like or unlike a vagina a peach pit is, using no anatomical words.
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204853
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A strange and unexpected shift has occurred.
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204822
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Why is the ghost of John Lennon haunting a house in rural Oregon?
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204832
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This is what my summer has come to: me, out of a job, aimlessly driving around the city looking for places to write, places to read, places to occupy my time.
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204896
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All of those lovelies, pitched on the ground, ignored and ready to rot.
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204870
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Who is the moron that invented the Snuggie?
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204811
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WIFE (calling back from kitchen): "Dick Cheney's penis!"
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204710
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For Hector it was animals. Rats, dogs, fish, and quite often horses – sometimes even lions. But for Achilles, it was always dead bodies.
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204795
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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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204784
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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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204796
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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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20471716
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Ed wants to watch the last half of the football game. His wife wants him to mow the lawn.
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204654
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Often we sit in silence and age. We are observers of dust, fashioning ourselves into antiques.
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20462116
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Tell Bono I want my seventy bucks back.
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204654
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The tall, standing woman with bright red lipstick, elegant at one time, you could tell, responding, “She has dementia,” pointing at her brain. “She was a Holocaust survivor.”
And the one they’re talking about turns as she’s pushing her wal
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204652
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Having a single blurb on your book cover is like having a single friend in grade school. So I lied.
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2046157
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the boredom inherent in living in the suburbs
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204697
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"... I knew Willie had gone— out the back door or out the side window. I knew he probably slipped over the fence behind my house into Lou C.’s backyard..."
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204600
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I'm in awe of her frankness, how she takes my breath away, how I wish to rush off with her to a splendid hideaway where only the two of us touch the grape-stained mountains and the cerulean sea, wild blades of grass quivering with the breeze. Sometimes th
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204500
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Casting nets like Jesus to a metaphor sea
Admittedly as weak as me
But I need the hike,
Like we still like Ike
To tell us about the Military Industrial Complex
Though he never told us what came next
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204501
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meanings figure into traffic streams reds fade, trickle down the long ‘V' another passing human ear; tall, tall buildings paper poised on horizon. situations gape in and out of seconds corners turn to disappearance, witness follows fingers…
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204597
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500 miles
all the way from Omaha
nine hours
on the back of a flatbed truck
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204576
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Butch the Labradoodle sets some necessary boundaries.
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2045109
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Sometimes, they beat their masters home...
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204563
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“Now God,” Mr. Smashface calls me out by name.
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204573
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“There are no inhibitions in here,” the postman shouted, gesturing at the dance floor with his Marlboro Light, the glowing tip aimed at a woman in a taut skirt. Leaning far forward, her hands nearly touching the plywood floor, she planted her feet and beg
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20451411
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She'd liked the name of the tanker. The Amoco Cadiz.
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204310
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It's dawn. It's quiet on the pond in the Public Garden. The light is calm, the pollution is mild, and everything is still,except for the occasional cruising taxi. It's the beginning of spring-- tulips out, leaves…
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I am standing in my neighbor’s back yard in my underwear, and my trash can is clean.
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