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In the urban jungle I'd bagged the common

  • In the urban jungle I'd bagged the common Thesaurus, the contrary Antonymosaurus, & heard the fearful Onomatopoeiasaurus, but I'd never crossed with one of these dangerous words

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  • because the crossword puzzles I played were all "safe." But the web changed the Urban Jungle. Now there were freak dictionaries for me to kill. For instance, the deadly

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  • Urban Dictionary which keeps getting cited despite the fact it's comprised of a bunch of angry, giddy teenagers & less reliable than Wikipedia. My Extreme Crossword Puzzles needed

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  • real words, true words -- words with a history, not the vaporous mintings of a summer's day that might not be Scrabble-legal when My Extreme Crossword Puzzles is finally published

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  • in the Staffordshire Herald. It wasn't enough to be literate. The complexity and meaning of Byron's poetry had inspired me to

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  • Investigate the library like Saramago's main character in All The Names. I spent whole days at the library doing my research. At least I had the keys and could go anytime.

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  • But it seems that while inside the library Nature never called and although, it was true I could go anytime, I never felt the need to do so. I was invisible to Nature as long as I

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  • remained in the library. But if I were to set foot outside of the library, I would need to relieve myself immediately. These things build up, you know. So I stood at the doors

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  • holding my cramping crotch. I hopped a little to the left then to the right. Someone thought it was a interpretive dance display, they called a crowd. The library doors were clogg

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  • -ed by the audience. They copied me, hopping side-to-side, and my eyes teared up as they blocked the bathroom door. Somebody started the music, and I let loose on the dance floor.

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