The miracle of going back to sleep.
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The miracle of going back to sleep.
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I recognize that all bannings are not the handiwork of the ignoramus class.
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“Thank you, doctor,” I said via my own expressive raised eyebrow, accented by genuflection. I went back outside.
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My sometimes vigilant parents rushed to the television button a couple of beats too late to protect me from this grim portal on life and death.
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But the pandemic has exposed and eroded me, along with the world I live in.
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When I think of photo booths, I think of freaking out in an MRI tube.
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I’ll take a clean, business-like, functioning, reliable, no nostalgia Hilton Garden Inn anytime/anywhere.
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Death is an impenetrable wall. I can etch messages into my side of it, yearning, regretting, remembering with exquisite fondness her smile...
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Sometimes, as in the case of my high school math class, time stopped.
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“We are your bad conscience,” said one of the leaflets. “Everyone wants to exonerate himself from his share of the blame … But it cannot be done: everyone is guilty! guilty! guilty!”"
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Sleep, How Strange It Is
Prompted By Sleepy Time
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The miracle of going back to sleep.
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Shiva Near the Corned Beef
Prompted By Banned Books
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I recognize that all bannings are not the handiwork of the ignoramus class.
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Most Lost Eyeglasses Are Found
Prompted By The Eyes Have It
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“Thank you, doctor,” I said via my own expressive raised eyebrow, accented by genuflection. I went back outside.
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Dark Caves
Prompted By Refugees
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My sometimes vigilant parents rushed to the television button a couple of beats too late to protect me from this grim portal on life and death.
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Pandemic Blues
Prompted By Pandemic, Year Three
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But the pandemic has exposed and eroded me, along with the world I live in.
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My MRI Photo Booth
Prompted By Photo Booths
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When I think of photo booths, I think of freaking out in an MRI tube.
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Spare Me The Quaintness
Prompted By Hotels, Motels, Inns, and Hostels
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I’ll take a clean, business-like, functioning, reliable, no nostalgia Hilton Garden Inn anytime/anywhere.
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The Dead Mouse (and her Dead Baby)
Prompted By Basements and Attics
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Death is an impenetrable wall. I can etch messages into my side of it, yearning, regretting, remembering with exquisite fondness her smile...
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Time Stopped
Prompted By Time
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Sometimes, as in the case of my high school math class, time stopped.
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An Example of Resistance
Prompted By Scouting
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“We are your bad conscience,” said one of the leaflets. “Everyone wants to exonerate himself from his share of the blame … But it cannot be done: everyone is guilty! guilty! guilty!”"
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