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The shooter comes in behind me too fast, too close, and they squeeze off rounds that evaporate balloons and chop streamers to confetti and dig into the far wall painted with tribal designs and I'm every girl who's ever run from a man with a weapon, every girl who ever ran for her life across spaces where she was supposed to be safe. I crash into the next studio and I'm Julia running through her dorm, I'm Heather running down her high school halls, I'm Marilyn running through the Texas afternoon, I'm Dani running through the hospital, I'm Adrienne running through this camp, this camp where there will always be a girl running and screaming and screaming, and I'm Lynnette, running at last, and he can't catch me, I'm as fast as all of us put together, I'm faster than Bill Walker, I'm faster than the Ghost, I'm faster than the entire Volker family, I'm the fastest girl in the world.

The Final Girl Support Group, by Grady Hendrix

[sharry-arry-odd]

But also you're a very spoiled guy. Do you think because you're Johnny Fontane you can't get cancer? Or a brain tumor that's inoperable. Or a failure of the heart? Do you think you're never going to die? Well, it's not all sweet music and if you want to see real trouble take a walk through this hospital and you'll sing a love song about warts.

The Godfather, by Mario Puzo

[electricbones]

He swore!!!! Nico Di Angelo swore!!!!! Holy fuck !!!!!!

[detonatorgirls]

Detonator Girls

Chapter 13

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The stories of old women are the quiet, overlooked fabric of history.

Alice Isn’t Dead, by Joseph Fink

[thestoopgallants]

[somethingyouwant]

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"/Hem, hem,/" said Professor Umbridge. "/Yes?/" said Professor McGonagall, turning round, her eyebrows so close together they seemed to form on long, severe line. "I was just wondering, Professor, whether you received my note telling you of the date and time of your inspec–" "Obviously I received it, or I would have asked you what you are doing in my classroom," said Professor McGonagall, turning her back firmly on Professor Umbridge. Many of the students exchanged looks of glee. "As I was saying, today we shall be practicing the altogether more difficult vanishment of mice. Now, the Vanishing Spell–" "/Hem, hem./" "I wonder," said Professor McGonagall in a cold fury, turning on Professor Umbridge, "how you expect to gain an idea of my usual teaching methods if you continue to interrupt me? See, I do not generally permit people to talk when I am talking."

Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix, J.K. Rowling