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“It is a raw early February night in Salem, Oregon…”

Saturday, May 17, 2008

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“And what the wind could not accomplish, time would…”

Friday, May 16, 2008

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“An abandoned house at a lake.”

Thursday, May 15, 2008

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“Oh my god, who is she? I want her for my own.”

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

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“The placards I walked through. The wet raincoat on a hook.”

Tuesday, May 13, 2008

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“I belong to what may be the last generation of Plan B food writers.”

Monday, May 12, 2008

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“‘Mommy,’ he said.”

Sunday, May 11, 2008

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“Then I walked all the way home, moist as a chocolate mousse.”

Friday, May 9, 2008

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“[A]n actual map of New York recalls our inner map of the city.”

Thursday, May 8, 2008

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“Some days are good and some days are bad.”

Wednesday, May 7, 2008

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