169 6 2
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creating the man-machine ... standing outside the Men’s room waiting for the gates to be thrown open
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23961
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It annoyed me that he could still split my mind along its faults like an earthquake, but the first leaves were falling and the air smelled sweetly of soil and decay. It was around this time two years ago we met.
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10164
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We meet in cities foreign to us, usually at the unfortunate close of a chapter. The precipitating event functions in the manner of a natural disaster— a fateful region of the earth is chosen by the gods and within moments, obliterated.
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123241
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She heard mortar fire, whose percussive power rose above the tapping typewriter keys. A perspiration of terror broke on Loretta’s brow, under her arms. Then suddenly, the whistling of shells.
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1430
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Jasper Owens was a son of a bitch. He was callous and abrasive and especially boorish when drinking. He was young and handsome. He came from money. He did as he pleased, despite his mother's pleadings. His father, Mr. Owens, had lost faith in his son's…
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8212
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I coaxed you into stepping up to the promise of a new friend like a carny, not expecting to ignore the wedding ring wound around my ring finger or the want to string Ben Franklin's skeleton and fish for lightning after we had a ghost for a first kiss.
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14031
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Long before the shadow of the arch lays down across the plaza, X is awake and busy
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9910
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a face all of gold: metallic, her features painted atop a golden skin-mask
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99865
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She stood there with her back to me and her dress around her ankles.
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9100
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Juliana was a beautiful graduate student to begin with, but when Alex made her a vampire, she became a knockout to die for.
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11700
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Nanette got off the N train and climbed the stairs of the subway station, feeling oddly relaxed though still her hand held the stun-gun inside her purse.
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11412
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The coroner who opened up his heart would say 'clot.' His ex-wife said anger. His children would offer life, he died because of life.
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10900
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Her pen was the same color blue as the flags that flew outside the NYU buildings
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112340
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We’re more into the punishment that works its way in through the skin and coats the heart anonymously.
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6220
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One day, Dirk the mechanic stood in the service bay underneath a Cadillac, sucking the knuckle he’d just bloodied
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