Eggs and Roses
There the old man goes again, awake at sunrise on a Saturday, grappling out of bed, his weary feet finding solace in the plush slippers.…
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There the old man goes again, awake at sunrise on a Saturday, grappling out of bed, his weary feet finding solace in the plush slippers.…
They swarmed in droves, moving like a herd of cattle fleeing the cracking whip. All one hundred and fifty billion of them — every person…
Now, the gymnast walks carefully across the tightrope with each step growing in importance. Beneath her is a bed of nails that she laid herself…
On the coldest night of the year, a father sits at a dining room table with his chin down and his hands interlocked on the…
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