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  • cornets, coronets, and the canyon ofheroesWhen the axe murderer came to town, we gave him a ticker-tapeparade. We hoped it would somehow help tolessen some of his repressed angers and hidden feelings of inner disco…

  • pretty girl from Alaska There’sa pretty girl sitting at the table at the far end of the room. She’s sitting with some friends. She’s from Alaska. I can tell she’s from Alaska because she hasa big sh…

  • the last of the ephalantsWhether you want to use a hacksaw or a pickaxe is entirelyup to you. The first thing to do is to detachthe ligaments and tendons so as to make the separate limbs moremanageable. The ephala…

  • heavy things Weight was still a problem in the minds of people in the town. The hotline, the toll-free hotline had been ringing away since the service's introduction. The counselors on duty didn't deal with erratic…

  • Babelish mornings Ispilled the peppercorns again. Those black, white, green, and pink whole peppercorns mixed with allspice kernels. They spilled all over the floor. I put the handheld pepper mill do…

  • Technicolor on, Technicolor off Turn onthe Technicolor, I said. The kids needto use their crayons and acrylics. You know how much the billwas last month, she replied.…

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