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3 viewsYou tired?" "No." "I am." She pulled her black sweater over her head.Her breasts were small, with brownish pink nipples; a scar, running from just below the left nipple, vanished into the waistband of her jeans."You were hurt," Kumiko said, looking at the scar.Sally looked down.
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3 views..The house was vast, old, unlike any house she'd seen before, but the car swung past it, then passed several smaller buildings, coming at last to the edge of a smooth broad field.There were gliders tethered there, translucent membrane drawn taut over fragile-looking frames of polycarbon.
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6 viewsThe air in the room was cold; she drew the rose duvet around her like a tent and climbed out.The small windows were patterned with bright frost.She went to the tub and nudged one of the swan's gilded wings.The bird coughed, gargled, began to fill the tub.
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0 viewsAnd Lanette, who'd dissolved a matchhead of Memphis black in a cup of Chinese tea about an hour before, did half a crystal herself and then they'd gone out walking, just ghosting the rainy streets together in what felt to Mona like some perfect harmony where you didn't need to talk.And that voice had been right, there was no jangle to the rush, no tight-jawed jitter, just this sense of something, maybe Mona herself, expanding out from a still center.And they'd found a park, flat lawns flooded with silver puddles, and gone all around the paths, and Mona had a name for that memory: the Silver Walks.And sometime after that Lanette was just gone, nobody saw her anymore, and some people said she'd gone to California, some people said Japan, and some people said she'd OD'd and gotten tossed out a window, what Eddy called a dry dive, but that wasn't the kind of thing Mona wanted to think about, so she sat up straight and looked around, and, yeah, this was a good place, small enough that people were kind of crowded in but sometimes that was okay.
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1 viewsA deer made of iron, and a broken figure of a man's body carved from white stone, no head or arms or legs.Birds were singing and that was the only sound.He started walking up the drive, toward the gray house, because there didn't seem to be anything else to do.When he got to the head of the drive, he could see past the house to smaller buildings and a broad flat field of grass where gliders where staked against the wind.
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1 viewsPeering in, Kumiko made out the glass-tube letters of an unlit neon sign: METRO, then a longer word.The door between the windows had been reinforced with a sheet of corrugated steel; rusting eyebolts protruded at intervals, strung with slack lengths of galvanized razor wire.Now Sally faced that door, squared her shoulders, and executed a fluid series of small, quick gestures.Kumiko stared as the sequence was repeated.
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0 views." He removed his glasses and polished them energetically with a crumpled tissue."I'll get your bags." When he had gone, Kumiko walked slowly around the massive black marble tub that dominated the center of the low, crowded room.The walls, angled sharply toward the ceiling, were faced with mottled gold mirror.A pair of small dormer windows flanked the largest bed she'd ever seen.
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0 viewsAt first he thought he was back in the gray house, where he'd seen Bobby the first time, but this room was smaller and the carpets and furniture were different, he couldn't say how.Rich but not as glittery.Quiet.A lamp with a green glass shade glowed on a long wooden table.
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20 viewsMaybe somebody was watching him from the house."Fuck it," he said, and started up the broad flagstone walk, unconsciously hitching his stride into the swagger he'd learned in the Deacon Blues.The door had this thing fastened to a central panel: a hand, small and graceful, holding a sphere the size of a poolball, all cast in iron.Hinged at the wrist so you could raise it and bring it down.
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16 viewsgolden retriever puppy
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1 views.You make me wanna puke!" "Gentry," Bobby said, his voice coming small and tinny from a little speaker on the side of the monitor, "I don't know what kind of setup you people have there, but I've arranged a little diversion." "We never checked the bike," Cherry said, her arms around Slick, "we never looked.It might be okay." "What's that mean, 'arranged a little diversion'?" Pulling back from her, looking at Bobby on the monitor."I'm still working it out.
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1 viewsBending to free herself, she found what felt like a plastic bag.Sticky.Small hard things inside.Took a deep breath and straightened up, shoving the bag into the side pocket of Michael's jacket.
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