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Then there was Alyce, from your mother’s lesbian moment. Would you count her?
Probably not.
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On my way home that first night, I stopped off at a liquor store on San Pablo Avenue and bought a semi-expensive ($2.98) bottle of zinfandel, a real luxury for us. But I figured I would have a paycheck coming and wanted to celebrate my getting a real jo
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I woke up pissed off—like that feeling you get when you take a long nap in the afternoon. Except instead of being on a couch or a bed, I was trapped in a mashed-up Honda on I-75.
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The morning of her suicide, Nonny Rice received a letter.
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She stares at the grinning death’s head in front of her, inviting her to make a deal. Any deal. She looks up and around the casino floor. She is in the center of the maze and there are no exits.
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1. If anybody tells you that this story isn't true they are lying. It is a true story; I am lying if it isn't, and I don't lie. It's the story of me, Ms. Emma Wakeling and the Winter I was holed up with her and her two girls, Noranbole and Urine. What a Winter! It…
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We went driving on Sundays.
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He stood there, barely leaning against the handrail, swaying with the train. He held a copy of Finnigans Wake. She studied his face for any sign of confusion: furrowed brow, slight grimace, glazed eyes, any evidence of the struggle Joyce demanded. Nothing
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I watched her mouth; her lips were wet as berries, her teeth the bones bared beneath. I imagined myself between them, my skin red and aching; I wondered what I would taste like.
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But maybe things could change, I thought. I’ll just try it out and see how it goes with her kids. Maybe things would work out. Just how bad could it get?
You have no idea, that’s all I can say. Take it from me. No idea.
Steve Bancroft took over my
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Why would he say that? Who are you asking? I couldn't believe it, I mean I knew he was working up to something and he hadn't been happy over at Jay's for a while but I thought that was about his dad and the anniversary thing. I didn't expect this. This was the last…
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She's been considering her breasts more now.
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His fantasies had been failing for months now, and tonight the stench of booze was too strong. It brought him back down to the world of cocktails and cockroaches, of floss and Rolaids, of Prozac, athlete’s foot, and bright orange cheese. He had no powers
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“Well, aren’t you the cutest thing?”
Shelly looked around for the source of the line and one of the better looking bar flies met her gaze. He wore a faded t-shirt with a swoosh graphic that read ‘Just Do Me‘. True to its mystical nature, her indefatigabl
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It was the evening of 24th of October 1642, the day after the bloody battle at Edgehill. Long into the night I was still attending the wounded from that most horrific of encounters. Working for the Parliamentarians under the tyrannical rule of Oliver Crom
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