1908 10 9
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The winner was some kid from Ohio or Oklahoma -- one of those states that begins with an "O" and ends with a yawn.
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1908 20 13
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I sprinkle seaweed over the water and all twelve rise to feed. Two of them went down the hole but knew to come up. A toilet has mouths and caverns, not a bad place at all for fish.
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1908 6 1
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Cold water shocked Ernest's face. The evening with Gracie had his nerves hot and popping. She was his fifth date and the closest to his memory of Sadie in college so far. He looked up at himself in the bathroom mirror with his mouth agape. Redness flooded…
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1907 1 2
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She can tell you seven things she doesn’t love about her face.
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1907 8 4
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Jesus Freaks will go tat head... crowns of thorns for their noggins and so on. Christ had one too...
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1907 23 15
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“Why, you tell a story,” one young fellow said. The expression on his face said “How gauche, how passé!”
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1907 2 0
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The pizza was perfect, ingredients genuine, not artificial: crust charred slightly; cheese gooey; sauce steaming, requiring careful eating lest the mouth suffer burns. Such quality was becoming rare around town. The product in Manhattan, by and large,
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1907 21 19
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Every day hurts, just a little, but not enough
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1907 2 2
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Why is the ghost of John Lennon haunting a house in rural Oregon?
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1907 0 0
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Sometimes I have really violent dreams where I smash Libby’s face in with a liquor bottle, a brick, a mounted boar’s head... really whatever my brain makes available to me. I always wake up satisfied.
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1907 5 1
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Leave your dog and your dog-eared lovers at the door. I smile at the bouncer, pay my ticket, and wink at a slasher chick. She gets pumped on heavy metal gods and Kwaito
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1907 15 14
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The mandatory is not / your friend
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1907 19 17
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It felt like I was somewhere I wasn’t supposed to be, like I’d walked into a house that looked like mine, but belonged to someone else.
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1907 15 8
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If This Were Baltimore East A spray of change in the lilies and loose rubber, she pulled close to the wall. She smiled at the trucks, her handful of loot. Hallelujah, he said, converting. West Like 4 miles of cakes, they counted…
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1907 12 6
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The tadpoles flipped on the brown mud bottom. She dipped one out and held it near, seeing it in her belly, shaping arms and feet and a small, blond head. She set it back and stood, breasts out, arms up. The ducks in the weed, eyes hard like hungry boys, waited for bread.…
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1907 1 0
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Vito suddenly found himself wide awake. He was unable to recall having fallen asleep or dreaming or awakening. It seemed he'd just entered bed, yet a glance at the windows told him it was already the middle of the night.
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1906 17 10
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The leaves are telegrams sent from the branches to the wind, saying, “it's over stop don't send kisses stop forget me.”
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1906 13 11
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1906 1 0
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1906 10 5
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It’s a bitch of a day, devious. It started out calm and then those monsoon showers hit. The lads legged it back to the vans for a bit of a warm sup. He was going to follow them. The rain machine-gunned the window.
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1906 4 2
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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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1906 18 9
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1906 3 1
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Mr. Lowell knelt down and put his face in his hands, his knees quickly covered in blood. Sobs.
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1906 24 13
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You hear the thrum of blowflies first...
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1906 1 1
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I rummage around to see which of our many countertop appliances might do the trick. Yogurt maker? No, I need something with more muscle.
The Cuisinart--just the thing! I pick through the detachable blades—where’s the isotope shredder?
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1906 6 4
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Riding in a pick-up-truck,
the radio wailing
some 'love em and leave em" country song,
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1906 13 14
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Alone on the platform, I waited for a train.
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1906 2 0
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Someday they'll find me face-down in a puddle of ink.
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1905 13 15
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1905 13 6
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We make our way into the Colosseum–excuse me, the Prince Spaghetti Colosseum–and take in the beauty of Italy’s national pastime; sadistic cruelty to wacko religious cults.
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