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392e24e
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But as I have noticed on more than one occaision, life itself is unfair, and there is no complaint department, so we might as well accept things the way they happen, clean up the mess, and move on.
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dexter
inspirational
complain
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Jeff Lindsay |
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ff34f8a
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In my life long study of human beings, I have found that no matter how hard they try, they have found no way yet to prevent the arrival of Monday morning. And they do try, of course, but Monday always comes, and all the drones have to scuttle back to their dreary workday lives of meaningless toin and suffering.
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vintage
lizard
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Jeff Lindsay |
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4d6fd5b
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After a long moment I closed the freezer door. I wanted to lie down and press my cheek against the cool linoleum. Instead I reached out with my little finger and flipped the Barbie's head. It went thack thack against the door. I flipped it again. Thack thack. Whee. I had a new hobby.
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random
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Jeff Lindsay |
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191a586
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Another dream. Another long-distance call on my phantom party line. No wonder i had steadfastly refused to have dreams for most of my life. So stupid; such pointless, obvious symbols. Totally uncontrollable anxiety soup, hateful, blatant nonsense.
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Jeff Lindsay |
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ad55dfa
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I had become a perfect fake human, saying the stupid and pointless things that humans say to each other all day long.
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pointless
stupid
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Jeff Lindsay |
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8f92f3c
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She stared at me "You have a message," she said. "On you machine." I looked over at my answering machine. Sure enough, the light was blinking. The woman really was a detective. "It's some girl," La Guerta said. "She sounds kind of sleepy and happy. You got a girlfriend, Dexter?" there was a strange hint of a challenge in her voice. "You know how it is," I said. "Women today are so forward, and when you are as handsome as I am they absolutel..
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humor
serial-killer
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Jeff Lindsay |
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3cc8622
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By noon, we had run almost every test we could do in our own small lab, and found one or two useless things. First, the basic broth was made from one of the commercially popular high-octane energy drinks. Human blood had been added in and, although it was difficult to be absolutely certain using the small and badly degraded sample, I was reasonably sure it had come from several sources. But the last ingredient, the organic something, remain..
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Jeff Lindsay |
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9d74ca8
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I found Albatross Airlines down at the far end of the terminal. A woman in a brown uniform stood behind the counter. She was about fifty, with a leathery face that looked like my cab driver's twin. I wondered if she was the girlfriend of my new friend on the dock. For his sake, I hoped not.
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Jeff Lindsay |
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e631049
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We found this," Debs said, standing at my shoulder and holding up a plastic evidence bag with a sheet of plain white paper in it. There was a red-brown stain of dried blood on one corner, but I took the bag from her and looked: On the paper was written a short message, in a large and ornate font that could have come from any computer printer in the world. It said, He disagreed with someone who ate him. "I didn't realize cannibals were so cl..
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Jeff Lindsay |
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3024436
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THIS PART OF THE HOSPITAL SEEMS LIKE FOREIGN COUNTRY to me. There is no sense of the battlefield here, no surgical teams in gore-stained scrubs trading witty remarks about missing body parts, no steely-eyed administrators with their clipboards, no herds of old drunks in wheelchairs, and above all, no flocks of wide-eyed sheep huddled together in fear at what might come out of the double steel doors. There is no stench of blood, antiseptic, ..
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Jeff Lindsay |
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6f7205a
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Unbelieving, I look again, and there it is. There it still is. Four neat rows of pink and brown, tiny wiggling creatures, so small and prunish and useless--and yet it is they who have turned this crowd of healthy, kill-crazy humans into a half-melted splotch of dribbling helplessness. And beyond this mighty feat of magic, even more absurd and dramatic and unbelievable, one of those tiny pink lumps has taken our Dark Dabbler, Dexter the Deci..
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Jeff Lindsay |
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2cc58c0
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Unbelieving, I look again, and there it is. There it still is. Four neat rows of pink and brown, tiny wiggling creatures, so small and prunish and useless--and yet it is they who have turned this crowd of healthy, kill-crazy humans into a half-melted splotch of dribbling helplessness. And beyond this mighty feat of magic, even more absurd and dramatic and unbelievable, one of those tiny pink lumps has taken our Dark Dabbler, Dexter the Deci..
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Jeff Lindsay |
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889a8fa
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I'm a very neat monster.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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0c9ff1e
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Incompetence is rewarded more often than not.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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7a843aa
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Me, feeling. What a concept.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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28236ec
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Did I say imaginary? Well yes. Human men are not like that.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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cd7a89b
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I enjoyed watching good-looking idiots looking at each other. A great spectator sport.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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5b4150a
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It's like, everything really is two ways, the way we all pretend it is and the way it really is
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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e92d379
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Perhaps because I'll never be one, humans are interesting to me.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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581aa56
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I was good at being charming, one of my very few vanities.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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2f3c02e
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And here I always thought morality was useless
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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a47a8d0
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Life's only obligation, afterall, was to be interesting.
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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813ea09
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Was insanity really easier to accept than unconsciousness?
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |
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e10491a
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The mind picks some very bad times to take a walk doesn't it?
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Jeff Lindsay (writer) |