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I should have known to wear boots on Teddy’s motorcycle, but I didn’t know that when the engine heated the exhaust pipe became hot as a griddle. Teddy didn’t warn me, and I thought there was something wrong with that, but I let it go the way I jumped on h
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“Gliese Base Twelve, come in. Gliese Base Twelve, this is the Harrisburg. We have a level five emergency. Requesting immediate assistance.”
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She was asked: “What would it mean to be in a great earthquake to you?”
She said: “It would mean that I might never see him again.”
Then she panicked. She came to me and said: “Do you mind riding in the other car? I have to ride in the same car wi
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All of this, from the running to these dreamy encounters, feels so immediate while I write.
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The abstracted man lacks an inside. He is a body. A shell. An exterior that encompasses nothing.The abstracted man yearns to fill himself with adjectives. He lumbers through streets. No adjectives fit. He finds adjectives where we discard them. He carries them in his…
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Keeps your friends close.
Keep your enemies closer.
It’s an old saying, she said.
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Brody was standing against the wall with one hand in his hip pocket, as if he was holding a gun. The motel was set in the undergrowth of several weedy small towns, but a flashing neon sign made it impossible to miss from the road. We used it as a safe hou
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He liked to go places he wasn't allowed to go. Dark alleys. Unlocked stairwells. The backs of parking lots where they keep the dumpsters, and THE BASEMENT. He liked to pretend he belonged to this or that other person, was the long lost son, found after years of…
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An elderly lady with a feather in her hat wants to read her story. She prefaces her rant with the statement that she can't write unless she's angry.
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This infant seemed to be my very own heart beating in front of me, with doctors prodding it to keep her alive.
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It doesn’t matter! he tweeted.
Show ‘em Larry!
Show ‘em Larry!
Who’s Larry? I tweeted back.
Oh, he tweeted. What do you call yours?
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My niece Katie is wailing outside for all the world to see. We are standing in the Dillard's parking lot and she is drawing everyone's attention. Well, everyone in a 46-block radius. It has just been that kind of weekend--a wailing weekend. My sister-in-
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“What is the sickness that you have?” Colin behind the glass wondered.
“Too much world,” said Anise Fish.
“We have that in common.”
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Al Capone was ruling the backstreets and alleyways of Chicago during Prohibition, and we lived in a little house right next door to a speak-easy. I could peak through our curtains and see right into the bar next door when cops came in to get pai
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