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Journey to New York CityA tale of S&M, a search for a new center and the trickery of natives. by John
Coming from a village outside of the city of Riga, Latvia, Boris and Irina were not ready for the metropolis that is New York City. From the minute they landed on their gigantic 747 airplane, they felt like they were in a completely different world. Maybe the couple needed this completely different...more |
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Dance Away......by eric
Through all the commotion and bustle of a local Greenwich Village bar, a horn cuts through with the reedy sounds of alto saxophonist, Stacy Dillard. The crowd ranges in age from a few children (who aren’t allowed to sit at the bar of course) to old jazz enthusiasts who have hung onto the scene since the hey-day 60s....more |
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Round TripTwo passengers' plane ride from New York to London.by KRiS10
Tony dragged his suitcase through the cramped aisle as he made his way back to his seat. He looked around at the faces as he passed, paying particular attention to his feminine company. Married, single, widowed, divorced but secretly sleeping with her ex, single, horny, cougar, divor-
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The Supreme Momentfinalby CXH I never really had a clear idea of what I wanted to do, but before the inheritance I wanted to become a writer. Writing sounded like the perfect bullshit job, and my parents were down for it. They sent me to all sorts of writing camps and shit, but in all honesty I never really wrote anything. I just never felt the urge to do it...more |
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The Impromptu IslandA family's authentic vacation by Amanda When the bitter chill of winter swallows up New York, the annual family vacation ensues. You know the one, Christmas in a Caribbean paradise. It wasn’t out of the question for this family in particular to spend a relaxing and rejuvenating week in Belize or the Bahamas just to write it off as a one-time visit and move...more |
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RememberingEven the youngest of people can spark memories from long agoby Ben The first thing I noticed were her hands. So small, so sweet, so graceful. A bit freckly and a bit pale. Almost as delicate as the girl herself. Looking up, I encountered the softest, most beautiful girl. Simple, clean skin, hair as black as can be, and the face of a child called me towards her.
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Coltello: The Cut That Bled LimoncelloMother and son visit the Amalfi Coast.by parkb “It began with fear, fear and desire and a dire curiosity about what was to come,”-Thomas Mann, Death in Venice (pg. 126).
They were leaving Florence tomorrow for the Amalfi Coast. And for their last night in town, they had decided to go and see Fellini’s La Dolce Vita...more |
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Of dreams The center of every man's existence is a dream
-GK Chesterton by labellavita “Being with you and not being with you is the only way I have to measure time.” - Jorge Luis Borges. “The Threatened”, from The Book of Sand [ El Libro de arena]
I had always imagined my life thus far to be a wry variant of metafiction. I lived books. I lived the words I...more |
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EscapeCan location change personality?by wanderer
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The previous night was a blur of cheap shots and bad whiskey, the burn of brown elixir making it hard for her to rationally recall much of anything. The logic behind her motives last night remained enigmatic....more |
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If You See Him, Say HelloOr, one man's trip to Cyprus by Sophia In a small café in Cyprus, Alex threw down his bags. The café was small and mostly empty. It was late afternoon; people were just working to work after their naps. Alex figured the place would fill up shortly. He observed the area. There were planks of wood overhead wrapped in vines, heavy with grapes. The...more |
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Summer in the Country---------by sunflowerseed Vladimir hated his parents for dragging him here. He hated his grandmother’s creaky wooden house and he hated the dirty smelly locals. He missed their apartment in downtown Moscow. Most of all, though, he hated his mother because she didn’t speak to him anymore. His grandmother, her mother, had...more |
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Nocturne Confusion Revisiting the past and landing in a dazeby rosencrantz
Chopin’s Nocturne #2 in E flat played clumsily from the apartment across the hall. Every afternoon at around two, her young neighbor practiced whatever piece had been assigned to her that week. She usually tried to avoid being home during these practice sessions, but with her recent layoff from...more |
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Grace's CityA girl's meaningful exploration of NYCby joe
Doors closing. Grace leapt out of the subway. The crowding people traded places with her and she was left alone on the platform. The subway cars screeched away and into the next tunnel.
Grace was a girl with shorts, a t-shirt and a small backpack.
She looked for directions pointing to the...more |
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Red Daisya tale of a man who never knew real life of passion and beauty before...by emiliana Overwrought by a morning of hard work, I set out for a nap after a small portion of biscotti and a cup of herbal tea, as usual. Afterwards, instead of following my routine of going to the study for continuation of productive work in the afternoon, I ventured out for a short walk around the neighborhood for some fresh...more |
