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Everything in life eventually smells like sex and applesauce. And maybe that’s all life is…

I was in a cafe about fifteen minutes from my den. I’d finished reading Tales of Ordinary Madness and had begun thinking my blanket was trying to kill me. It was fuzzy and warm and I think it was jealous of my tattoos; and the whole thing freaked...
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We are narcissists. We line up those we've met and those we are to meet and knock them down like pegs. We are taught that when one falls, another will (eventually) always take it's place. We're told expressions like, 'let the chips fall where they may' (which literally means, act without care or consequence. It's an idiom for cutting down trees...
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This morning my brother died in a motorcycle accident. At 10:00 last night he was riding home when a car pulled out in front of him and he couldn't stop. He was thrown from his bike and struck by another car. The doctors and nurses were amazing and worked to save him for five hours. At 3:00 this morning we learned he...
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Asphalt Manifesto

We watch them like voyeurs.

We graffiti boards of cracked plastic wheels. We ride until the sun is gone and there's no more skin to heal. The passion of teenage angst, a sentiment carried with sarcastic parental advisories. We skate on the ice of asphalt, living only for the familiar scent perforating the bars. We sample flights through forests of parking meters...
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John Michael Flaxman graduated from the Chicago Institute of Art May 1988. John died a
few months later at the age of twenty-two. In May 1988 John Flaxman wrote a short essay
entitled On the Edge.

I have recently come to believe that it is fear which motivates all of mankind. It is fear of
death, fear of evil, fear of God, and fear of...
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Lulu slept naked because she liked to feel the sheets caressing her body and also because laundry was expensive. In the beginning Henri protested: you shouldnt go to bed naked like that, it isnt nice; its dirty. Anyhow, he finally followed his wifes example, though in his case it was merely laziness (). Personally, Lulu did not despise uncleanliness: it was more intimate and made such...
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I lost a girl and an iPod in the same night. I care more about the iPod.
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"I think I understand a little bit about how you think about some things, it's none of my business how you feel about some other things and I don't give a damn how you feel about some other things" -Johnny Cash