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Daddy comes home, calls us to his room, makes us stand in line, tells us to do it again...
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The Syringimals were filled to their 60 ml capacity with a gelatinous ocher blood. They fluttered around using sparkly wings stolen from Disney fairies, and attempted language through wax lips that were usually secured with scotch tape.
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Sometimes I just feel old. Thankfully, with the robotic eye implants and the artificial skin transfer, I don't look old.
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I crawled back into bed as she was finishing her smoke. She smelled like it, but I didn’t care.
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Those socks? Nope. I'd look like the joker in the commercial, the creep with the pollen issues and the triangular smile. What a genius. It's the part off-screen I can't forget, the part they left on the editing reel. She's crumbling the crackers into her soup, that dry…
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After sex he would get on his old refurbished upright piano and always play that same song. We came to know it as the After-Sex Song.
It was really quite lovely, and touching. I think it made us all feel better around that building. Yeah, I remember t
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I accidentally opened the glove compartment and stumbled upon his snub-nose .38 caliber. He saw me looking at it and smirked. “Protection,” he said, picking his teeth with a wooden toothpick after lunch. “In my line of business, you hafta have it.”
“Wh
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He’d been looking at the eyelash moon when thought the rustle in the leaf bed was a raccoon or even a skunk. When he turned to look the man jumped out from the trees grabbed him, pinching the skin on the boy’s back.
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It was a normal part of the show, when after dishing out the rice in twelve equal portions, in twelve round bowls, he lined up a few onion pieces to fling at the diners’ mouths. The gimmick was simple, wholesome fun, meant to help people to drop their gua
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A cement mattress can’t console a hungry woman, one huddling under a tattered blanket in thin socks and filth. A street corner is a cold place to kneel.
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I started out dropping things like bubble gum into the trough ...
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...when the doctor scrapes the baby out, he cuts out all the things that make babies, too...
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The guilt was removed with the stress of fleeing, the penny burning into her palm as she clutched the only piece of evidence.
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The hour reflected those pleasant moments when evening hunger can be satiated by anticipation alone, before the pangs become demanding.
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A flag of cremains in the sky, nothing to salute … shadows stuck to their walkways … "Who won?" no one kept echoing.
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