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And so the man-faced boy grew alone, knowing little of kindness and love. As he grew, he explored the limits of his cold world; crawling in dusty nappies, toddling in hand-me-down rags, at last walking on worn sandals, haunting the edges of human life loo
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I was good-looking, marketable and ambitious. And that never hurt anyone cracking it big ...
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The question posed a voluptuous riddle. Were these frenzied silhouettes
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Gary Coyne stared at the bathroom mirror. His hair was a muscular wave of obsidian, all grey banished by an application of “Hair Color for Men.” He drew back his lips, flicked a flake of peanut skin from his teeth. No coffee, no cola, no red wine, not…
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Gary Coyne stared at the bathroom mirror. He drew back his lips, flicked a flake of peanut skin from his teeth. No coffee, no cola, no red wine. He'd just paid $634 for the bleach job. He wasn't about to ruin it.Gary tightened the knot of his tie, shrugged into the…
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