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pom poms constructed on a long, thin magnesium plate. Korizo Matsumoto designed them, in his old-fashioned way. Mary was among those beatnik types then, which is a statement surely -
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hijack of those strangers of the Epicurus school who are contented with a cheese knife. Comfort caused these felons to expand, manifest of an aura. That's what Cecil claimed, being
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And that was the really big issue. Who shirked among the pawns in the first place? Everyone was forward-thinking and forward acting. Soothsaying machines at Southend were very glib
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-ROUGHLY erasing other base impulses. Ralph and Bet became like Mondrian paintings with less lines. Sycophantic, square squares depositing sour lumps of ginger with the luggage, tr
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. "Friendly nightmare", up-stood the perching purple chough, and wailed. Morgiana crept across the hall & the theater billed Bergman. In they both went to see a friendly nightmare.
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really went at it, in with a kiss. C'or! Caw, caw peck, peck, peck, dither, dissipate. Ralph outlined a schedule with "Plane tickets to Omaha". The much-kissed woman hesitated, and
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an incontinence possessed the God. "My lad" Hades spoke. "Or my lass, shall we say". "My dog Hades has gone to visit the Christianized version of hell". The winged figure
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timbral qualities of my spleen. I retold a little fable: "the lower recesses of my stomach flattened and I came to recline as a doormat for a fine young gentleman with a Porsche
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full of absolute Bogg 'o' Bright? 'Ade Edmonson' corpsing? It's like watching a disheveled dipsomaniac conjuring labial glands out of..."And he collapsed in a flood of vomit
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swivel from the timeless verse of Hugh McDiarmid, the Scottish Communist, and have arranged a Holistic poetry forum at Llanfair hall for Wednesday.
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Like passing dough through a sieve, The Royal Mute spoke with some conviction. The verbal mimeography proved too much and she crushed her head against a soft tablet. "Why must
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nebulous constraints of a fading mother's ideals, he shook between the two shirtless souls trapped in a wall of girders primed to garrote those entrapped. He could save one.
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lies with large teeth. This man's flowers were lies that had got ahead of life, hungry spirits beset from a right path which made them as hungry as a seaborne iceberg. They glowed.
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Doing as prescribed, I met with a slowly elevating treasure. It made a light show of its contents but seemed neither here nor there, like a refraction. Stepping forward revealed..
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as Humphrey Bogart, walking a line of magnesium-thin wealth in a former British colony on the distant hurtling of his pension and revisiting Hitchcock's Vertigo in the living room