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There she was.  I’d seen her there every Tuesday for months standing on the corner in front of the Starlight Lounge.  She never looked like she was waiting for a bus or anything but she was waiting.  It was easy to see she was not a street person or a hooker.  She wore little white [...]

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Yesterday I went to see Miss Emily.  She looked as though she knew.  You could see it in her posture, the way she moved her hands as she made the tea.  Each motion was made as though it were precious.  Each moment so important and yet so ephemeral, that you had to make yourself notice [...]

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Snippet: Letter

I decided to write to him again.  I wanted to watch him open the letter and see how he reacted to it.  For six months I have known about the girl.  I knew it the night he came home late and told me he’d had to stay and work on a proposal.  We, the girl [...]

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I sat in the front row. I always do.  The professor walked back and forth explaining the reason why photography had become an art form.  Blah, blah, Steiglitz, blah blah, Manet, blah, blah, blah. He never noticed anyone.  He never looked at anyone. He just kept talking to the class, not to me or even [...]

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There were three.  They walked down the hall laughing, trailing admiration.  It was one of those mental pictures you have from High School; one of those times you felt like hiding behind your locker door.  It was one of those times when you felt like nothing and like you could never measure up to anything [...]

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His hand slid slowly up her thigh, moving from the outside to the inside. She looked over his shoulder at me. She smiled slightly and closed her eyes. When I was fifteen, I watched a girl tease my cousin by putting her own hand up her blouse to her nipples. It surprised me and the [...]

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The cute couple, quiet and charming, felt their way into and through a world they had entered as children.  Priceless, porcelain faces, with dark sparkling eyes knowing so much more than could ever be spoken, smiling at all the possibilities of a new American life.

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He sat on the other side of the table.  He was a handsome man, talking confidently.   But I saw him.  He was empty and scared.  The Wine Spectator had given him all he needed to know so that he could talk of wines and forget that inside he was falling apart for lack of simple [...]

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He leaned into me, this man twenty years my junior. He was drunk and his speech is slurred. Can you help me he asked. I need rescue. I am drowning in my own life or the void of it where there is nothing I ever dreamed of or wanted. I put my arm around his [...]

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