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, drooping in the chair; her head slumping forward, unmoving. The interviewer checked her email. Ozra opened her eyes, and sobbed, “Not even a moment of silence for the deceased?”
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"Sorry, Lewis and all. I just can't afford to keep this radio station going." Lewis looked at the other 200. "Radio is all we've had while those internet sickos on the coasts mock
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"I'm sorry, William. We just don't think an Iowegian guy with your looks is the right fit to be a brand ambassador for Ladidas, although of course we hope to include all sprouts
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His agent said, "Look, Pete, any day now (should we live so long) we might want to rebrand you as the Oscar Levant of the 21st Century. Problem is, you and pianos are strangers."
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"11,000 Quatrains" by Robert Czerny was ranked pretty close to the bottom on Amazon, but one of its five readers seemed to really get what the author was trying to convey. Mary Sam
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I never get a moment of true silence. But maybe I shouldn't complain. Those other people might also be muffled in ways that I am not. These delicate sounds add so much texture to
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-ty Chinese Restaurant over on Cumberland Avenue. It has a label on the bottom. He had wondered what had happened to it and here it was. He looked up to see Mr. Davenderflans with
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When I was a juvenile, I belonged to a gang of hoodlums; we called ourselves the 86ers. We used to toss people out of places for no good reason; we purged mediocrity from the city.
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entrusted the spell or formula to MoralEnd, the Top Folder. What? Now we had to find MoralEnd. MoralEnd was like Keyser Söze in that they both had standup showers in the basement.
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If there was a flaw in a plan Kevin Blake would walk in it up to his knees. He replaced himself in another dimension & refuses to cheat on his wife with his wife in this dimension.
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from an organ of the State. Likely KGB. So he frolicked the nights away. If they came for him during the day at least his neighbors would see what they would say later they didn't.
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I bring the body of Electra. The Furies have no beef with her anymore.
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His uncle had tinkered a lifetime to make a wallet to contain all that mass while still keeping a slim profile so that it didn't break up or stick out with his ensemble or style.
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who so ever's name shall appear upon the page, that one surely shall see his grave stage. It said so there on the title page. Which seemed odd to the Duchess. The "paper" was human
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shoulders dropped. She almost dropped the teapot. Charles stood quickly to assist her but she managed it herself. "Mother," Charles asked. "I might have put the watercolors in the
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lips briefly lost their color at being called Abomination. That was the only sign she'd heard the snotty major general's demands. As ranking noble Charles found himself dealing for
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this month? Any special dietary needs or changes? I'm sending the supply requests for the next planet drop." Fig looked at R3NFR0 to see what the bot was really asking. "Et tu?"
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But that intent does not belong to us. We are banners in the solar breeze blowing from the Invisible Sun, like inflatable dolls outside car dealerships, dancing in the wind. Will
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Why were they even together? Kevin Blake wondered. She was 45 and had everything together, now and forever, whereas Kevin could sense the probability maelstrom churning chaos with
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right about this situation. Someone had left a large can of lima beans and a bag of frozen corn at my doorstep. My (?) cat was lapping at a Japanese ink stone. It was 10:32 PM and