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Lou's fat. I'm skinny. We're bums. Every Saturday night we perform a dance routine in the alley behind China Dynasty.
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“Economic Stress in the U.S. is Easing More Slowly”
brought to you straight from the office of Mumbo Jumbo
in Wash D.C. (as in Wash your Dirty Closet)
All day long the junior interns sit around their
squeaky clean, orderly desks
thinking
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The funeral was a blast. One helluva time. We all had the time of our lives. Well, all of us except Dominic. It pissed me off that Dominic didn’t have fun. After all, he was the center of attention. The whole day was about him, and we spared no expense
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I’m lying on the floor curled up in the foetal position and about six people are stamping on me. [...] It’s really confusing down here, what with all the kicking.
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When the sky was thinner and water faster, we would chase the falling stars.
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The walk to her car is jittery but somewhat hopeful like opening a Christmas present. We get in and I feel a little cheap.
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Someone is wondering about your socks and your smile.
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Our deepest, most heartfelt apologies about the recent MySpace Bulletin, which mentioned your name and recent film and quoted you in jest. Your fifteen-page retalitory riposte was received by this office this morning, via fax sent by your assistant.
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Tonight was no remarkable night. The sun rose and set without question, children’s hearts broke with truth, around the world millions of people lost someone they cared about, millions people fell in love. It was an average day—it was unremarkable. It w
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It's a kind of tacky little buffet.
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Refuse to go to the church service, even though you already missed the funeral. Tell his mother something came up. Call his phone over and over, just to hear his voice, until his mother asks you to stop. Make a recording of his voicemail. Delete it an
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This is where he died, she says to me, and points to the damp pavement. Her hair is wet, and slicked against her neck. The humidity is making everything engulf her. The sleep shorts I bought her last July are loose on her now, but between the rain and
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Contemporary persecution of Christians takes on milder forms of torture like having to explain away something Pat Robertson said, or constantly having to hear about Fred Phelps picketing funerals because he happens to hate homosexuals.
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Somehow, random phrases and sentences from the stories, comments and profile pages were generated as “replies”.
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Snug tight, nine months in his Mommy's womb.Patient - a flower waiting to bloom, Our Austin took his first sip of airat St. Peters Hospital, unclothed and bare. Swaddled in the hospital grade wrapand donned in the matching standard cap,he felt…
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