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Angus Chitty took an old Underwood typewriter to Washington Square Park, sat down, and began typing: The focus had shifted from liberation, fu..
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You told me you grew up in a foster home.Fantasized about being adopted by thatanguished young couple you saw in yourbedroom window on that chill New ..
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Another one of those words - like faith - that has become utterly meaningless. Happiness is just another manufactured concept. It’s something el..
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Well, the rent is late
and now I'm joined by
the glowering mice
who feel more entitled
to this apartment
than me.
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The paparazzi gathered around me,quoting my facial expressions.I was pleased to see that my furrowed browdid not make the morning headlines.However, t..
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Always the onlooker, always outside,borrowing laughs and sudden gestures,the droop of sadness.People were his food, and he ate them up hungrily.His ap..
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A flag was raisedand the pope puthis hand to hisforehead.An oldman cried into abouquet of flowersand candles stayedlit on a sidewalk.A young woman kep..
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Dude without a large enough dose of heroin to make him feel like a superhero
wonders why his shadow keeps disappearing while he stands ..
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Scene: Two amorphous masses are decompressing at a
martini bar, smoking Montecristo Media Noche cigars, drinking dry martinis,
engaging in o..
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Roy Fleming was sitting on the couch in his living room in his pajamas,
watching “The Partridge Family” marathon on TV Land, eating Fro..
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