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“You are the naked girl on horse, yes?” he said, approaching her table from across the café patio.
Read...One crawled up the side of the bag and opened her wings, a hardtop convertible with legs.
Read...Eva, having stayed up the whole night preoccupied with death and time, planned to call in sick.
Read...Sheila applied widely and on a whim. She needed a job and she needed one fast.
Read...Is flagging potentially offensive material taking the PC movement too far?
Read...She doesn’t know how to communicate the feeling that all is for nothing, nothing is normal.
Read...Light some candles and use those bath salts you've been saving for a special occasion. Masturbate for 55 minutes.
Read...Everyone wants to have the funny tweets because people equate them with wealth, power, and beauty. The problem is, we’re not all funny.
Read..."No self-respecting journalist or publication would ever hire someone who employs the word 'sh--' as a title for anything."
Read...The birds abandon their posts in the pepper trees, sending tiny, oblong leaves raining to the ground.
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