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Fiction
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I’m recalling his socks, the inked initials, the splashes of blood.
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“Who is it?” Irina asked at the door.
“Open up,” a voice commanded.
Fiction
All right. We are perfect. Tomorrow we will make a million dollars.
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“Oh, Jesus.” It’s the greatest shame since 1929’s stock market.
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Everyone they pass is consumed by some desperate interior story.
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I found Lowell’s gun a long time ago. He’s not a genius at hiding things.
Fiction
Writing to you is like putting a note in a bottle, hoping it will reach Japan.
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Yes, Eylon thought, he lied to Cath. Lied about his day, about the risks.
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He has his hands on Nii’s throat, and this time I do not stop them.
Fiction
The laughter rises like the roar of a train as the men leap to their feet.
iStories
I figured he wouldn’t know for shit if the dog knew me or not, right?
Fiction
When she gets to Lenny’s he offers her a beer and a bong hit...
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“I don’t care how tired we are. I’m not not having sex on my wedding night.”
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“The kiels take extra time, but then you know your meats. Questions?”
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The strange man expected to be picked up by aliens during the eclipse.
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It seemed to her that they only ever touched each other in transient, sudden ways.
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His beauty comes from his power. I am as wary as I am drawn to it.
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Definitely believe what you hear about the problems with painkillers.
Fiction
The first murder had been a half dozen years ago in a warmer city.
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There lay before us a bag that gave forth, at a touch, the jingle of gold.
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A dead body leaned sideways against a wall. Its eyes were open.
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References to and portrayals of hypocrisy, moral sloth, venery.
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The first rule of the house is that everything must be even stevens.
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They all pivoted to face us, tan mannequins on a conveyor belt.
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He bound me to blind obedience, for which I’d shown a propensity.
Fiction
“I can’t believe she’s drinking,” she said. “I just can’t believe it.”
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Let him search, Tricia thought, who knew what he might discover.
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He was alongside without preamble. Elephants are not stealthy by nature.