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c48507f
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Tenia que reconocerselo, la muchacha tenia agallas. Le gustaban las chicas con agallas. Siempre daban problemas. Y a Sam le gustaban los problemas incluso mas que las agallas.
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Libba Bray |
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a0b9556
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Si, era demasiado. Por dentro se sentia como si fuera demasiado continuamente.
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Libba Bray |
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06adb24
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Es que en ese colegio tuyo no te ensenaron a abordar una investigacion? - No. Pero se recitar el <> mientras hago martinis. - Lloro por el futuro.
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Libba Bray |
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f93f619
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Los asesinatos eran una razon mas para pasar la noche bebiendo y bailando. Eran muy buenos para los negocios.
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Libba Bray |
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a3e3243
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Cuando el mundo avanza demasiado rapido para algunas personas, estas intentan hacernos retroceder a todos con su miedo.
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Libba Bray |
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92a5182
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Corria al galope hacia la vida.
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Libba Bray |
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f3f7c27
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Holy f---!" she managed before going under again, as if the water sensed that young ladies of such beauty and promise should never curse." --
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Libba Bray |
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2ff9f3d
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My family traditions are alcoholism and dysfunction," Jennifer said. "Oh, and anything you can make from government cheese."
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Libba Bray |
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7235df9
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they talked, too, of their futures, as if they could shape the glittering course of their destinies with secret confessions offered like prayers to the room's benevolent hush.
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Libba Bray |
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f3e840c
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Nicole did what she'd been taught since she was little and her parents had moved into an all-white neighborhood: She smiled and made herself as friendly and non threatening as possible. Its what she did when she met the parents of her friends. There was always that split second- something almost felt rather than seen- when the parents' faces would register a tiny shock, a palpable discomfort with Nicole's 'otherness.' And Nicole would smile..
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casual-racism
beauty-queens
racism-quotes
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Libba Bray |
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c86b855
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There is no greater power on this earth than story. People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense - words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions - words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History.
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Libba Bray |
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9c59cd5
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Wow, I miss Latin. So much fun - all those exciting verbs that don't come unit the end of the sentence. It's like a movie trailer for language.
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Libba Bray |
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b4267b2
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My musical cutlery skills have landed me in the top concert halls of Europe. The Queen yelling out, 'Spoon solo!'" Duff played a mock spoon solo against his thigh, then made crowd sounds. "Of course, there was that tragic spork incident at the Hollywood Bowl. We don't talk about that." "You don't play anything, do you?" "Not a thing. I am completely and utterly useless."
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Libba Bray |
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c0c63bc
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I like the way Georgia looks, so different from Texas. All those tall pine trees and that rich, red dirt, like the ground bled and scabbed over, like it's got a history you can read in the very clay.
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Libba Bray |
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9497092
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I'm tired of everyone deciding what's for my own good!
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Libba Bray |
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7a00ca6
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It's just too bad they have to die. They're totally bangable, you know?" "Bangable," Taylor mouthed in disgust. She wanted to show this boy another meaning for the word bang, and it involved his head against a steel door."
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Libba Bray |
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6594d4c
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For half a second, I consider staying. Maybe I could find that bliss state again. Maybe I could stay here, follow all the rules, be safe always. But as soon as the thought enters my mind, another one swims in and eats the first one like a shark. , it burps.
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Libba Bray |
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4ada82c
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But what was the point of living so quietly... you made no noise at all
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Libba Bray |
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db24888
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So the good people maintained the illusion of democracy and wrote another hymn to America. They sang loud enough to drown out dissent. They sang loud enough to overpower their own doubts. There were no plaques to commemorate mistakes.
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Libba Bray |
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4bf9785
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People will believe anything if it means they can go on living their lives and not have to think too hard about it.
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Libba Bray |
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d0e6eed
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And falling for Sam Lloyd was the don't-you-dare cherry on top of a worst-idea sundae.
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Libba Bray |
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89d2d3d
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No. I like my girls fully conscious when I kiss 'em. I'm funny that way,
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Libba Bray |
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1d610e7
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My head kinda hurts," Miss New Mexico said. Several of the girls gasped. Half of an airline serving tray was lodged in her forehead, forming a small blue canopy over her eyes."
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Libba Bray |
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0e5001b
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The light is so bright it hurts my eyes. But I don't dare close them. I won't. Instead, I try to adjust to the dawn, letting the tears fall where they may, because it is morning; it is morning, and there is so much to see.
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Libba Bray |
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a0d2a9a
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Mr. DuBois, you are a rehearsal accompanist. I do not pay you for your musical interpretation.' The impresario marched down the aisle and stood in the middle like the commander of a mutinying ship. 'No, Mr. Ziegfeld. I'm not. I'm a songwriter. My songs are a damn sight better than this garbage.' One of the midwestern chorus girls gasped. 'Forgive my language,' Henry added.
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stand-up-for-yourself
songwriting
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Libba Bray |
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7924369
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I'm not really sure what I am at all anymore." "We're not just sashes and states," Nicole said on a sigh. "Or gender," Petra murmured. "Or bodies."
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teen-girls
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Libba Bray |
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8501456
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When does belief become justification? When does right become rationale and crusade become crime?
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religion
exploit
naive
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Libba Bray |
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2be0d14
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The Voice of Tomorrow America, America, will you listen to the story of you? You bruised mountains, purpled by majesty. You shining seas that refuse to see. You, haunted by ghosts of dreams, From the many, one; the one, many. I am in you and of you, America. You of amber waving grain, shining Like fool's gold in a plentiful river. I am the dream coming, yes, The Voice of Tomorrow Ringing in freedom's ear. Do you hear it now? Calling, callin..
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america-the-beautiful
before-the-devil-breaks-you
diviners
memphis-campbell
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Libba Bray |
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5234d59
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But why on earth?" "When the world moves forward too fast for some people, they try to pull us all back with their fear,"
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Libba Bray |
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f896816
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This country is founded on a certain tension." He pressed his fists against each other. "There is a dualism inherent in democracy--opposing forces pushing against each other, always. Culture clashes. Different belief systems. All coming together to create this country. But this balance takes a great deal of energy--and, as I've said, spirits are attracted to energy."
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Libba Bray |
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c5ebd5c
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Aww, Sheba. So you're working for Evie. Honestly, who isn't working for himself in this meshuga world? Some people just hide it better than others.
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Libba Bray |
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7e908fb
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But forgiveness ... I'll hold on to that fragile slice of hope and keep it close, remembering that in each of us lie good and bad, light and dark, art and pain, choice and regret, cruelty and sacrifice. We're each of us our own chiaroscuro, our own bit of illusion fighting to emerge into something solid, something real. We've got to forgive ourselves that. I must remember to forgive myself. Because there's an awful lot of gray to work with...
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Libba Bray |
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8421771
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There is no greater power on this earth than story." Will paced the length of the room. "People think boundaries and borders build nations. Nonsense--words do. Beliefs, declarations, constitutions--words. Stories. Myths. Lies. Promises. History."
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Libba Bray |
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d4dac6c
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Maybe he would kill one of them for fun. Maybe not. Mood was everything.
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Libba Bray |
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88b0755
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The history of the land is a history of blood. In this history, someone wins and someone loses. There are patriots and enemies. Folk heroes who save the day. Vanquished foes who had it coming. It's all in the telling. The conquered have no voice. Ask the thirty-eight Santee Sioux singing the death song with the nooses around their necks, the treaty signed fair and square, then nullified with a snap of the rope. Ask the slave women forced to..
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Libba Bray |
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61ce462
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I found her. There was blood everywhere. I slipped and fell in it.' 'That's awful,' Ling said when she found her voice again. 'It was awful. I loved those pants.
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Libba Bray |
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2c41752
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Terrific, Miss Knight. Simply terrific,' a smiling reporter said. 'They're going to love this story in Peoria. Why, you'll be famous everywhere - from New York to Hollywood, Florida to Kansas.' 'Kansas?' Theta whispered. 'Yeah. Big state in the middle of the country. Fulla corn, Republicans, and Bible salesmen, and not much else?
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Libba Bray |
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63d27ea
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Their jaws unhinged and they vomited out an oily black substance, which fell to the floor like a river of snakes.
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Libba Bray |
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2dfb5ee
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Let's be brave girls, shall we?
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bravery
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Libba Bray |
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8f62582
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Every leader has blood on her hands.
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women-leaders
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Libba Bray |
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bfe0a1b
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I don't want to have this conversation. It's sunny out. There's bacon downstairs. My life is starting over today. I've just made it official.
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Libba Bray |
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f1f7ebb
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Memphis's eyes fluttered open. Theta's eyes were wide, and she was crying. 'Did I hurt you?' She laughed through tears. 'You could never hurt me.
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Libba Bray |
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c53cca2
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There's no such thing as hideously ordinary. If something is hideous, it's automatically extraordinary. In a hideous way.
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humor
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Libba Bray |