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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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2042 5 4
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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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2042 8 0
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What can I say about my brother, Stroman. We are twins and we hate each other. He is an honest, brave man with scruples. He is full of bullshit. He thinks I am morally twisted. He probably has a point there, but I don’t see what that has got to do with
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2042 21 8
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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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2042 12 6
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After the show they talked at the famous comedian, reaching the way they do, with their arms. Their arms are curved a good way, a better way than the older white planes of my own.
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2042 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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2041 9 2
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You never thought you were capable of rape.
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2041 5 1
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“What about the other groups coming here?” I ask. “Were they asked what they wanted in these houses?” She turns and looks at me, like I've suddenly come onto her radar.
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2041 6 3
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Cap'n Pepper tries and tries but Old Salty is never happy.
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2041 11 3
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The impression old Updike left on a young mind.
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2041 15 14
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The mandatory is not / your friend
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2041 24 13
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You hear the thrum of blowflies first...
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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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2040 5 2
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My mate and I are owned, but have freedom to take to the endless sky.
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2040 14 5
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I'm the joker of the pack in our office, although I think a lot of my humour is too subtle for my colleagues
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2040 10 9
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I ordered biscuits and gravy
at the Sunset Grill,
Just before the Amber Alert
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2040 26 10
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I avert my gaze to the crab grass pushing through broken concrete, the spent condoms, the empty vodka nips rolling at her stockinged feet...
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2039 15 16
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You should be calling 911
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2039 4 3
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I wriggled in the bed and felt the sheets soaked with perspiration. My arms were lined with tape and tubing, needles pressed in veins. I reached for the cloth again and again, and every time they stopped me. The hands that came were cold and hard, urgent
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2039 4 3
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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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2039 2 0
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I am alive, and I am hungry. Angry, I want more. I am not content with what you're offering me. Forty hours a week, two weeks vacation. A mortgage and car payments. Wife and kids, a dog in the suburbs. It's all incredibly unexciting, unsatisfying.
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We draw a treasure map in the sandwait for the waves to wash it awayI ask you not to leave me stranded hereIf I'm bound for hell, I don't want to be left behindThe sun breaks through the edge of infinityspills over the line, soaking the sky…
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2039 10 1
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Do you want an ass mi Nina Bonita? I buy you jeans that work like a Miracle Bra for your behind.
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2039 7 4
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Why can't you mimic your mythical counterpart? Anna Karenina? Have you never considered the tall dark stranger? The boot to the face, the fangs on the neck? Vronsky is Russian Gentry, a veritable prince and he swept that Anna off her feet in two sec
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2039 4 0
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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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2038 24 16
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Veiled by tenuous clouds and dirty air,
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2038 0 0
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See a girl like Lily sitting offstage in a wooden chair in a fourth-rate club somewhere, crying, holding on so hard to so little, and as it breaks your heart to watch; forgive me. Understand me. You can’t rescue us. We all deserve more.
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2038 5 4
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I would be reduced to begging on the streets and hoping for a sign of her in soup lines.
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And my word! Wouldn’t you know it, in two shakes of a jiffy they have shucked off all their clothes and are butt naked right here in my den. I don’t have to wonder what Mother would say if she could see them here. “Keep the noise down, boys!” I ha
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