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In some parts of town, people are not allowed to grow vegetables because of the plutonium used in the Lab. Three local parks were recently found to be contaminated.
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Paul brings home Thai take-out for dinner. I spoon pad thai onto Ella’s plate, then cut the noodles into inch-long sections so she doesn’t choke.
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They met for coffee almost every afternoon. She liked to talk, he liked to listen. He pretended her voice reminded him of wind chimes. He knew it was an ordinary voice, but it resonated in his loneliness, and sometimes he heard her in his sleep. “My husband's…
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Entering that darkroom is like slipping through the barrel of a rifle.
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I am everything she wanted me to be. I am crossed legs, chest out; I am wearing a soft white dress—lacy and completely inappropriate to the Midwest, to 2011, to anything about my existence.
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His own laugh, which Martinez had not expected, broke his bad-cop pose. Again, the mirror. The kid’s face was still sour with sass, barely concealing heavy worry, but there was something new in it. Relief, like the lonely show when company comes.
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GOD BLESS AMERICA! LARGE SELECTION OF ADULT DVDS & VIDEOS! PRIVATE VIEWING BOOTHS! HI-TECH ELECTRONICS! PLASTIC! T-SHIRTS! TIMELESS TREASURES! ATM! SONY! IBM! PASSPORT PHOTOS! LINGERIE! HALLOWEEN COSTUMES! VISIT MY BASEMENT! 30 MIN. PHOTO! NOTHING!
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She filled the empty stroller from Goodwill with what it might have held: blankets, animals, things babies suck and chew on.
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We spun around and around in tatters and shreds, wearing time wearing it thin.
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I was explaining whatwe did that day howshe played dress up withlingerie, lipstick, laceI took pictures andwe pretended we wereglamorous. I said"it was a bodega shoot."Later I thoughtI think I meant boudoir.
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She wore a tiara and red sequin dress to the airport. Her socks didn't match. Everyone stared, even in San Francisco.
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The shop was dark except for a shaft of light from the back room. I tried the locked door, wiggled the knob, banged loudly on the pane glass and yelled for Mr. Haupmann. A man's head appeared in the backlit doorway to a room adjoining the darkened retail area.…
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The night I screamed you out of my life for good, I fed your confettied photo to swirling toilet, a ticker tape parade and dead fish burial rolled into one. Later I found the box, a jiffy…
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We’re on the phone dead battery & I want this to last forever. The last thing I want to do is make decisions.
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Hey Rimbaud your picture is everywhere in the catacombs and great halls of this cavernous convention center randomly posted, haphazardly placed on pillars & walls, stairways & escalators tables & floors & elevator doors that iconic…
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