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  • Then he’s wailing on the guy. The bum’s crying, the rest of these guys are laughing. A couple of them throw their bottles against the wall. Call me a coward, ...
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  • It was almost like magic, sparks of warmth coursing through my body. Like a wave of consentrated electricity. Her lips were smooth against mine, lightly dressed with strawberry lipgloss. My ...
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  • Roman can't help but wonder if that's the standard by which they hire - 'You have to look like you know what you're doing.' She's on the phone with what ...
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  • I find great sport in politely crushing a man's ego. Boss-man decided to buy Wii Sport Resort: something that I would usually be deeply uninterested it, but he insisted I ...
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  • Not everyone gets to the point where they can discuss with an actual person in the actual offices where the real (bureaucratic) magic takes place. It's not a 'yes' or ...
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  • Claude was in it, the euphoria. He felt it, all of it: the earth, the sea, textures of the air. It was all here, a joy as wine. And purple ...
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  • The replies he received were lovely, all the dots and dashes transcribed into feminine phrases he never thought would come from such a machine. And he would reply with flirtatious ...
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  • This was just the kind of thing I did that annoyed her so deeply that I was sure she must have felt sick to her stomach in the same way ...
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  • I couldn’t smile. I knew I should. My feelings were not hurt. I was not ruffled. I simply felt nothing at all, and least of all, enthusiasm, the driving force ...
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  • He stared at the sun. He wasn't ussually someone who put a lot of stock in weather patterns or climactic conditions. He would love to say he danced in the ...
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