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You can't put recycling with regular trash and regular trash with recycling.

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Paid and laid, they leave.

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To whoever reads this next--Henry James makes my head hurt.

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It's as if there are little men inside her head, wielding hammers.

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Conceptio culpa Nasci pena Labor vita Necesse mori

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So I licked the Anise from my fingers.

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I know now, how she moves without verbs after you crushed her into the river.

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the signature of God/ consigning everything/ to the saturating energies of time.

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