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Life Choicesexpand_moreIf it were fiction, calling the place Newtown would be too much.
She had learned that it was easy to get Sylvi to do things.
Shit happens, you still have to pay up or lose it all, even if it ain’t your fault.
Isn’t it nice to think tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes yet?
Someone’s walk is pretty much who they are, from the beginning.
Carte blanche is bodily as chalk on dark asphalt, so enliven these eyes.
If this farmer worried about her husband, he gave no sign.
Fortyish, give or take, each of them correctly estimates the other to be.
Her previous existence seemed unreal, now, a faint rumor.
She’d lifted the plot from a TV show she’d watched the night before.
I was bold, even reckless, in what I wrote, and in how I wrote it.
He didn’t fall in line with our well-established porn-shop hierarchy.
Stripped we are — no mark of wealth or rank upon us. We wear our skins.
Remember that innocence is risky, memory inconclusive.
I am left with little Rome for error. I choose wrong, then I revise.
Annette. Such a little bit of a person. Emma couldn’t get over it.
What does it take for a woman like you to decide to do something?
A wildness and all the ways I could never be classy enough for pearls.
It was as if the stranger in the train carriage had taken out a knife.
“I’ve already submitted the course grades,” Costa said warily.
An eye trained only for darkness makes for a lesser path, in art as in life.
Tomorrow I’ll be ratted out about the hunting, but I knew it’d be worth it.
“Look in my eyes. Do I look like someone who has heard this story?”
Throwing the El Camino into drive, he roared down the mountain road.
The alert says Warning: Wild Exotic Animals Loose.
By the end of my trip to St. Thomas, I had discovered a reason to live.
The clock kept ticking, and the investors bailed out one by one.
When we move together in the dark I can almost get to him but I turn back.
