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In Parisian squares, she chopped.until she'd quelled her sinful mob,while angels graced her lurid mistand frowned upon his justice,and crowds regaled ..
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I watched my grandmother die one night,just a little--but not for Chaplin, the oldboot.
She’d watched a dour announcement
on a flickering ..
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Conrad, you old schooner, sent from your cove,of souls, your hero braved an ocean, thendrifted past a shoal. Now landing on ashanghaied beach, he trek..
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Not to return, she left her pailupon the glistening sand,then crashed into the mighty break,and all its dazzling spray. Nowfather's voice it rang out ..
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Pretty, pretty Filipina had straight hair
and a bad upbringing.
She had fertile effervescence.
She knew how to smile and talk,
and she knew how to..
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A Story by Perry
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Donna Divine was my neighborand my physical superior. The daywe met, she knocked me down andjacked my arm behind my back."Take it back," she shouted."..
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