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Jaume jumped up from the bar, a wide smile across his face. He hugged his old friend and planted a kiss on his wife's cheeks. He was buzzing from the chance encounter, marveling how life had brought them together after all these years. There had to be a r
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A young woman came running up the valley, chased by a yellow lab. Her top was topaz, her running pants emerald. She stopped to chat, holding the lab's collar. Her belly was pierced with a small golden chain. A jewel hung there, maybe a ruby?
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Unfortunately, there is nothing to be done about the coupling of tombstones. First of all, their copulations are deafening — how they grunt and sigh! — and secondly, the sparks spewing from the friction — blue, green, yellow, and purple - ignite fires
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Elaborate effusions, dramatic warmth. She couldn't help but perform, and she made sure even paradise could understand her gestures. A professional of charming artifice. I began to understand Miranda a little better.
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Take the wings of birds: a whole flock turning as one in the morning wind. Or take the smooth branching of leafless trees, the upright Y shape unassailed in its precision, but inexplicable, somehow inverted from what should be. Or the movements of fish beneath the…
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She stood up, and the space between the tables became her runway. Graham and I toasted the fit. Her field was Contes de Fées. She knew more medieval stories than I knew titles, yet here she was, a demonstration of techniques.
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"Well if we break for lunch at the same time wanna sit with me? I got fruit roll-ups I'll share."
Cory looked up at the boy, removing her hand from the water only to brush a lock of dark hair from her eyes. He was still smirking, jaw crunching, saliva
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We sat on the porch with our margaritas, listening. I'd imagined a dissimilar moment. Evenings were meant to be filled with jasmine, night with the distant sounds of a forest.
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He had carried the pain out of her and into himself....
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The carrier stopped, in our bay of angels. We all looked at it, from the beach. Natasha decided she should cover her breasts. Didier and Pascal skipped round rocks in its direction.
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Despite the newly bright bricks and the working clock, Cassie couldn't help but take a deep breath before entering King Street Station. She had always tried to hold her breath when her family cut through it on the way to Mariners games but had never succeeded, not…
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Once upon a time there was this guy in Nantucket. He may have been a whaler, a friend of Ishmael.
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As I got closer, I could see her red lips. I didn't desire her beauty, but I reveled in the beauty of the scene, her small motions in a motionless world.
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Blinking, Eleanor frowned at the words she’d uttered. They were absurd… foolish. Unequivocally unscientific, but beautiful nonetheless. The notion of the sunless hours embodied as a clumsy artist struck the student as interesting.
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Santa.com was taken. So was christmas.com. Gosanta.ca was in Canada, and that didn't make any sense. Canada didn't own Christmas. Theredsuit.np was the best they could do. "Why has it taken us this long to put up a website?" asked Santa.
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