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Hiroshi Yazuma, world-class sushi chef, did not resist when the Chao-ists kidnapped him.
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In the long and troubled scheme of things, the doing and undoing, I would be that one at the loom by a window
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When Uncle Dan got sent to the Alzheimer's ward, the ladies licked their lips. Fresh meat.
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She and you ascend. Don’t ask questions of science, you say. Time, distance, gravity, vacuums, breathable air. Don’t ask, how do you do this. Most importantly, you say, don’t look down.
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I had seen naked pictures of his father from before he was born. There were three dog-eared 3x5 matte shots, the only ones his mother had. The man in the pictures looked greasy and slick, with a bushy mustache left over from the seventies. He was gazing into the camera…
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There was no provision for keeping the post on the door, but I did not have the fingernails to pry it off.
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“It’s a sad thing,” I said, “when a man has to suffer just for getting a little on the side.”
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The sound of a siren approaches his home. His wife asks him why he's so nervous. It's nothing, he says, but he rises from the couch and peers into the night from behind the curtains. The siren approaches relentlessly. The road twists and turns and the sound fades but always…
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Two crabs, Glup and Churg, sit on the beach watching incoming waves.
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Still perky, still firm, I clench my ass muscles and make my way to the water...
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“Mommy,” the voice was thin as a fledgling's. “I'm here, baby,” I said. An arm rose from the pavement and small fingers wound themselves into my…
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There we sat, myself and I, at a small folding table in the middle of the lab beside the main, l-shaped workbench. The lab was empty - always was - except for the two of us.
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Thursday, we threw the body on a pyre. Friday, we lugged it, stones in pockets, out to sea.
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Kids said the boiler room was haunted. I don’t know if it was true then but it sure is now.
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Now I am caught between what is known as truth and what I know to be true.
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