190 17 5
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They call her Blondie or Baby, but to the old woman at the laundromat she’s just Bee. ‘Buzz buzz,’ she laughs, as Bee passes her open palm through the small window. The old woman drops quarters from her fingertips, her skin thin and coppery, like pe
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177135
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I'm standing in the bathroom, my face pushed at the mirror, picking at this white bump next to my ear when all of the sudden it sprouts legs and wriggles toward my hairline. I grab at it with my fingertips and hold it up to the light. A textbook louse,
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750
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By the third trip he was ankle deep in seawater from the slow leak at the bow, and he let the tide carry him to shore. He brought up the oars and stretched out his arms, watching his cousin Mimi bounce and shriek in the thigh-deep freezing surf.
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22011
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She noticed the bony claws protruding from under the tattered cloak, the sagging ectoplasm that seemed to drip from the specter's gaseous mouth.
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160634
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Days went by as I stood in the woods waiting for a tree to fall, and when none did, I determined the universe is cold and indifferent and that man’s only hope is to buy wood chippers.
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196382
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1. Main character:
Promiscuous girlfriend.
2. Main character's goal:
Wants to have a lot of sex.
3. Obstacle:
Has boyfriend.
4. Character's idea of a solution to the goal:
Cheats on boyfriend.
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135850
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I like to think of my poetry as fungus, sprouting out of the dank and fertile soil of my imagination.
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165420
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The women of Bixby, Texas, united in their frustration and general thirst for arson, cheered as Flossie’s Bordello and Bar-B-Q Shack burned to the ground.
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162923
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The reaction had started, the hives and respiratory swelling. Maddy huffed for air, each inhalation rattling her throat louder, more hoarse.
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175000
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Alysia and Megumi were now twelve years old and for the first time, they were celebrating their birthday together. It was also special for them because it was a leap year and they did not have to celebrate on March First.
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1800
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The man looks into the round face and tiny eyes of the lawyer and sees a brown pig. He wants to smack the son of a bitch and carve him up with the letter opener on the desk like a leg of Jamon Iberico.
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109220
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He had a lean build, except, remarkably, his midsection was perfectly barrel-like. As if he kept an alien lifeform in his belly, cultivated by years of Pabst and Yuengling transfusions.
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200
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I love reading about myself. There's nothing more gratifying than seeing my name in the paper and knowing so many people are interested in who I am and what I do, no matter how trivial or mundane
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2100
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I love reading about myself. There's nothing more gratifying than seeing my name in the paper and knowing so many people are interested in who I am and what I do, no matter how trivial or mundane. It reconfirms my being on this strange world and the path
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186262
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She reached under the tissue and pulled out a third gift.
“It’s like peeling open my heart,” he said, “one layer for each year.”
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