1862 17 15
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When you prime tobacco the old way . . .
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1862 4 1
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I would ask for your name/if your tongue wasn’t in my mouth.
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1862 6 3
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Cap'n Pepper tries and tries but Old Salty is never happy.
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1862 11 7
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On the bank of the stream, we take off our clothes and dash into the water.
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1862 0 0
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I, personally, just had no interest in having some pimply-faced moron stick his tongue down my throat.
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1862 7 1
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In a few brief moments the entire sky became full of this wetness and greyed to the point of almost blackening, and it was a Sunday morning, and the man thought that thoughts were strange things, because he had a piercing epiphany that there was no God..
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1862 6 6
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Everyday the buildings seem to be getting taller and taller.
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1862 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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1862 10 5
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I never killed a cop before.
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1862 19 12
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He held my little hand in his and guided it through the dirt.
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1861 19 18
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He was a tenth grade / messiah, famous for acts of attrition.
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1861 10 4
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When we lived in the attic we were make-believe.
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1861 3 0
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1861 7 6
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His toenails were so long they curled under and into the black leathery pads of his feet. They lightly clacked on our linoleum, tap shoes made of thick petrified roots. He didn't seem to mind.
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1861 13 15
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We wonder if this is how we tangled in our mother's womb: hands to feet to heart.
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1861 1 0
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Morpheus dreams… […fairground atmosphere burlesque hand-operated steam organs calliopes cut and spliced reversed harmonium kaleidoscopic grotesque waltzing carousel…] PABLO FANQUE'S CIRCUS ROYAL Grandest Night of the Season! and positively the LAST NIGHT BUT THREE! being…
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1860 4 4
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["This is not a snippet of text. This is only a test."]
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1860 3 1
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Picking up a perfect stranger—perfect meaning dead, in this case—and shaping him into the man you’d want him to be is not so easy.
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1860 2 3
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I believe in theCollective conscienceOf Mankind Whatever the masses wantComes into fruitionSome genius will create itIf we want warWe will get warWe don't want peaceSo we never get itJust consider The smartphoneWhat a great deviceIt seems as if we should neverBe bored…
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1859 1 1
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Angelina Jolie, seducer of Brad Pitt, tattooed mother of rescued orphans, and the unlikely daughter of Jon Voight who broke Billy Bob Thornton's heart, is only two blocks from me, in a travel trailer on Seventh Street, gently rousing herself from sleep.
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1859 0 0
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1859 9 6
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The throw was the last leg of a triple play.
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1859 12 5
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1859 17 11
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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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1859 8 4
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When I was thirteen and still lived in the desert I saw a ghost woman at the top of a dry waterfall in the foothills.
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1859 3 1
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"Special delivery for a friend?" he asked. "Postcards are a wonderful thing. All people want to do nowadays is send e-mails. But what's better than putting a postcard on the fridge?"
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1859 23 10
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An Ayurvedic astrologer tells her that she is a child of India. Is a girl born in Indiana a mistake of just two letters on a Scrabble board?
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1859 2 1
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Fate could have sent me any number of Sergeant-Detectives, but fate sent me one of Boston’s finest, Sergeant-Detective Sheila Magnuson. Aside from being a little undernourished Sheila Magnuson is possibly the world’s most beautiful Sergeant-Detective.
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1859 22 10
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"You are wolves circling, eyes burning in the dark...."
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1858 2 0
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How curious that the thought arrived first in Portuguese; perhaps, after so many years, he was finally becoming Brazilian.
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