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unique like all the songs of Backstreet Boys

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Antony Gormley. Feeling Material, 2001

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Katherine Mansfield

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COCO CHANEL

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“A woman must have a thorough knowledge of music, singing, drawing, dancing, and the modern languages, to deserve the word [“accomplished”]; and besides all this, she must possess a certain something in her air and manner of walking, the tone of her voice, her address and expressions.”

—Caroline Bingley, in “Pride and Prejudice.”

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MUE

by Laurie-Anne Romagne  (laurieanneromagne.tumblr.com)

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The Pill Versus the Springhill Mine Disaster

BY RICHARD BRAUTIGAN

When you take your pill   

it’s like a mine disaster.

I think of all the people

lost inside of you.

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To Myself

BY FRANZ WRIGHT

You are riding the bus again

burrowing into the blackness of Interstate 80,   

the sole passenger

with an overhead light on.   

And I am with you.

I’m the interminable fields you can’t see,

the little lights off in the distance   

(in one of those rooms we are   

living) and I am the rain

and the others all

around you, and the loneliness you love,

and the universe that loves you specifically, maybe,

and the catastrophic dawn,

the nicotine crawling on your skin—

and when you begin

to cough I won’t cover my face,

and if you vomit this time I will hold you:   

everything’s going to be fine

I will whisper.

It won’t always be like this.

I am going to buy you a sandwich.

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Paul Himmel

Little boy staring at the snow. 1950

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“The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don't.”

 Douglas Adams, The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy

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“The sky above the port was the color of television, tuned to a dead channel.”

William Gibson, Neuromancer

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Julien Ghrib, Prague

by julien-ghrib-photo.com

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