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The calls were going through her as if her whole head had become a wireless receiver. She absolutely did not understand how or why that was happening, but the physical evidence was impossible to ignore.
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He hid in parks and abandoned apartment houses until his wounds healed. He ate nuts, berries, and seeds. A shy, gentle soul, he watched children playing on the monkey bars, and thought of his lost youth.
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In a small room on the third floor of a seemingly ancient apartment complex downtown lives a young man named Antony. Poor Antony is the only son of middle-class parents who live far from his…
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1400
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Owen spent most of his time reading. His mother was proud and often commented to other mothers of how her son's favourite "pasttime" was intellectual stimulation but this bothered Owen more than most anything. For starters, he was not fond of any social contact,…
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The therapist puts a hand to her forehead, shielding her eyes like a visor, lets out a sigh. Fighting the urge to ask the question. The patient is silent, waiting on her, as he can see that she is fighting her verbal cue.
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“You wanna fight.”
And I say yes.
And he says –
“First, we gotta make out.”
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in a time out of time he arises from this dream
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12041
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A cut Paul had made into the left ventricle exposed inch-thick muscle. Powerful, masculine muscle. Muscle that could drive a ton of wild flesh.
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13220
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Nanette no longer thought of home
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Priests didn’t just disappear, not without a reason, so there hadn’t been any doubt when Merrick was suddenly replaced. No one had said it, but they didn’t have to. And her boys, thank God—at least he’d done nothing to them.
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I spent the whole day at Oliveira's, writing furiously in my notebooks. The words came pouring out. Just before seven, Darrell picked me up. I grew anxious driving down to Parker's studio because it was in a bad area on the border between Oakland
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126800
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You would never see me the same again. You'd always be peaking at me from behind your mother's apron.
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the passenger...who bears the coin that Charon holds legal tender
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The old man raised his chin, formed a smile, and twisted his cane on the floor so that the rubber cap at its base made a squeak.
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Right away, like toadstools, there were crackpot theories. The first: that kids out on the lake dock, against fire department warnings...
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