1942 11 4
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Everything is illuminated. If anyone is watching, we look happy.
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1942 9 6
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All of those lovelies, pitched on the ground, ignored and ready to rot.
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1942 10 5
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I never killed a cop before.
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1941 2 1
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It’s late July, and I’ve just been given the assignment to cover Paganfoil’s ‘Warbird’ tour. To tell you the truth, I really loathe this assignment. I never, ever, EVER cared for hard rock or heavy metal or whatever they’re calling it this dec
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1941 19 15
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as long as you have some snacks up there
I can be brave
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1941 0 0
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Momo told me not to mind her, but I did. At night, after he'd tucked me in, I could hear him on the phone in the living room, talking for a long time. Early this morning he woke me up and gave me my backpack. ‘Put some clothes in here', he said. ‘We're going on a trip.'
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1941 2 1
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...I told Uncle Lou I thought it (trans-gendering) looked like a thoughtful way of occupying the world. It was a personal triumph, for some individuals, over the destructive affects of denial. Besides, it hurt no one, and it didn’t destroy property. I alw
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1941 26 18
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Rothko explored horizons,/
blurring figure and ground/
by omitting the figure.
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1941 2 1
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Fleas were a constant reminder that humans are food.
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1941 14 11
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She'd liked the name of the tanker. The Amoco Cadiz.
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1940 10 13
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pluck me from the charred grate
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1940 8 0
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The trainers looked at her and smiled and they were still one creature with four legs and two heads. The old man’s left eye moved in sync with the younger one’s right eye.
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1940 5 1
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unbury yourself from the silt and give me some seal love.
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1940 6 2
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Erwin came into the kitchen through the back door and went straight to the sink to clean up. Black mud and dried blood crusted his fingertips and caked the callused whorls of his knuckles. He used the round of strong-smelling soap he kept for…
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1940 12 5
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1940 3 4
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I’m going to stop there, before the darkness sets in.
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1940 18 5
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1940 0 0
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No matter the guidance and support she received from her parents, her psychiatrist, and her friend; no matter how hard they tried to remind her of her humanity, Azure believes this chimera form is her true body now.
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1940 16 7
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He wears an old black tux, shiny at the elbows, and his gray hair has been styled and sprayed into a fragile tornado. On his lap sits a Chihuahua wearing a bridal outfit—veil and all.
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1940 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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1940 19 8
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A discussion at the homeless colony under the expressway overpass crossing the river:
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1939 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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1939 14 12
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“I want to show you something pretty.”
She looked at me, chin on her chest, watery brown eyes looking up. Skin tags on her eyelids made it difficult for her to look as coquettish as she wanted. She tried to flutter what was left of her eyelashes, but syr
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1939 12 10
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Some believe the Scots were encouraged to emigrate, hired guns as it were, to Ireland to civilize that population.
If that's the case, we would see it as another evil English trick. In any case, we MacGowans are Scots Irish and Protestant.
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1939 10 9
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I ordered biscuits and gravy
at the Sunset Grill,
Just before the Amber Alert
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1939 9 6
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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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1938 12 3
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I read the ending to her and it was clear to her--clear as it could only be to a woman, to a woman you're in love with--that I had been describing her.
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1938 9 3
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Mesmerizing, the night’s queer colors, the darkness given depth by the earth’s crystalline sheen, by a sky choked with a million fleeting prisms. In the woods surrounding the house another branch snapped, a gunshot loud crack. The echo lingered, cap
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1938 2 1
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flash read. have fun *cheers*
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1937 24 7
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I watched as the light fled
from your eyes,
No slowly dimming lamp,
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