1934 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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1934 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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1933 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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1933 2 1
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A killer enters the room. No one notices, and the show goes on.
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1933 9 2
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You never thought you were capable of rape.
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1933 2 1
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One sunny day after Christmas Eldon went ice fishing with Grandma and Grandpa at Haymarsh. He was not fishing for Ice Fish but for regular fish who swam under the ice. Craig was there too. Craig was wearing more pairs of socks than anyone. He was wearing 3…
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1933 6 3
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For some, a vertical pattern will evoke prison bars, for others, product bar codes.
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1933 14 9
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It's eerie. There are no birds. My friend and I take our morning walk in a bubble of silence.
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1933 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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1933 9 7
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the observation, at the end, more/
important than the being there—
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1932 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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1932 2 2
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Most nights while in his sleep, with his one good eye deeply shut, the old man can hear the whispers of the specter in the remote wanderings, holding the surrounding woodlands in its snare. The sound of it closing in, with the bones of the universe crushing in…
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1932 13 10
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I need a different storage solution
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1932 9 6
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But do come close enough for me to hear.
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1931 7 3
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see this:/ ink-stained paper/ littering miles
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1931 2 1
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Six weeks, four thousand dollars, and twelve hundred miles later, I figured I was done with the cleansing process.
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1931 4 1
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I would ask for your name/if your tongue wasn’t in my mouth.
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1931 16 16
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There's a mirror in front of me and I thought it was so I could see myself, but I didn't want to see me.
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1931 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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1931 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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1931 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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1931 14 14
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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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1931 9 5
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. . . the greater length of the so-called “Montebaldi Corridor” can still be walked without the least exposure to direct sunlight as long as the traveler is not active from 9 am to 3 pm local time.
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1931 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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1930 1 0
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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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1930 19 12
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He held my little hand in his and guided it through the dirt.
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1930 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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1929 18 10
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She was a forward-motion girl. She never bothered to learn to walk as a baby. Instead, she stood up and ran.
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1929 5 2
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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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1929 15 8
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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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