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Keller in Effects
… cocker and a dark-eyed mutt. It was a love story, with animals who talked and performed musical numbers. Keller didn’t … to his wife, noting that she was no longer angry with him. “Come on,” he said. “Let’s go inside. I’ll make you tea.” “I … explained. “That scene there took me three days. I studied special pictures, called photostats. I made a few …
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Peter Elroy: A Documentary by Ian Casey
… Peter Elroy: A Documentary by Ian Casey “When I die,” the five-​year-​old told his little sister, who was … recently and for longer they’d been enemies. So why had he come? A broken promise will tie two people together more … he was worried she would say, Well, it’s obvious. Wolf equals death. She prided herself these days on how easily she …
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Engelond
… organized columns. The creatures were harmless and died easily between her thumb and forefinger, but kept coming, and Marfa could not sleep. Around four in the … at her government job. Marfa, too, ate organic frozen meals for lunch that were neither healthy nor tasty, and she, …
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The Woman Wong
… be spoiled and inconsiderate, and my boyfriend-now-fiancé, also Caucasian, too immature and therefore unreliable. As … than your father or You know what you’re doing . His noncommittal attitude was a blessing when we were children and … I said, but the food was meant to be lighter, the ingredients fresher, and, well, wouldn’t it be good to try …
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Jordan
… exploits, my hero-worship of him that verged always uncomfortably close to idolization, and thus inevitably tinged … moment of his life confined in plexiglass. A boy who would die unless ingenious doctors and machines kept him separate … my father’s voice performed down there in the South as unselfconsciously as birds sing or birds shit, Daddy, I heard you …
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The Ash Swimming Pool
… held it at arm’s length in front of her. In the rush of bodies, the automatic doors that led to the baggage carousel … Grace wrote: I’ve got nothing but air miles, I’d love to come and stay for a bit.   It was late when she got the … all kinds of online flotsam (news sites, photos of animals in strange poses, clothes she would never buy). Wherever …
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