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Being simple like this, knowing a thing is done by doing.
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188500
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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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188411
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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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He stands straighter and walks toward the phone in the back, near the bathrooms. His wet sock slaps loudly against the tile floor. The buzz of conversation dims to whispers, barely audible above the roar of the espresso machine.
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1884104
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When we lived in the attic we were make-believe.
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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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188431
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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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188421
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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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188486
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Years After she can go home.
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188301
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Jimmy Gollihue awoke to the howling of a bloodhound, a long voice from up the mountain, and the baying of the dog pulled a keening lament from his dream of the highway.
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18832912
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Night fell and the photographer slept, one hand between Prue's legs.
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1883113
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The impression old Updike left on a young mind.
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188322
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He had no leg to stand on and so what could he do but fall down, which is exactly what he did.
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188280
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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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1882104
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3D is killing my porn career.
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The mother was happy, though. She was happy because she could make him some soup and then she could feed it to him in bed.
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188211
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I am one one millionth of a ratings point. A little flash of electronic blue against the wall of an otherwise unlit upstairs room at night. Walk by on the sidewalk feeling lonely, then see that harsh spark of indigo spring from the dark window above and
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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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1882198
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A discussion at the homeless colony under the expressway overpass crossing the river:
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188175
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When detox-man drives away, the windows down, the radio playing on the classic rock station (The Eagles), he thinks about moving out of town.
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1881109
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"Why didn't you tell me it was Halloween?" he asked. She shook her head. The doorbell rang.
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On the bank of the stream, we take off our clothes and dash into the water.
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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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188161
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I can feel the souls
of those who perished
here
They’re still here
like old kites
hanging in the sky
tattered, but they
won’t come down
or can’t come down
just yet
because they haven’t
fulfilled their
unborn promises
t
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188110
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Jasmine invited herself over and plopped herself on my futon. "Let's fuck," she said, bluntly. "I want to."
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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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18812210
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"You are wolves circling, eyes burning in the dark...."
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the pollen of your kisses and the shouts of your love shaking the sky
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I turned on the television last night, and one of the networks had a segment about a girl with no nose.
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