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*** Our ships made of canvass; we lace up the sails and embark on a daring dangerous journey, an armada moving far from the..

*** Tacit approval, her eyes said please, take a little tactile nourishment, whatever feels right a little fe..

*** Once you’ve gone west and crossed the mighty Mississippi, life is no longer so sacrosanct. All the Great..

*** In mysterious provinces of pixels’ flashinglight, with chatter inadimroom filled by daily rest -- the sales, the reje..

*** The Uber seems unaware of the circling shark, stops, and rolls down the window -- Simon? she asks. The shark won&rsq..

*** The rise and fall and swaying telltale odors of diesel, and smudges where someone’s forehead pressed agai..

*** She’s long and lean, her slow blink makes you hope that she might like you until her claws come out, a canary ..

*** You know you’re in Kansas when everything is flat: the sum of your savings account for the past 24 months; the ..

*** I bought frustration that'srechargeable, andthe sizeof an iPhonekeypad,the sizeof self-correcting,the size ofguess whatI want to say ne..

*** Let’s move the U.S. Capitol back to Philly away from the reach of the mega rich, the silly self-driving shiny cybert..