The Beautiful Things
The beautiful things view the projection without knowing, without thinking, perched on a rocky ledge at sunset, watching the valley turn to gold.
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The beautiful things view the projection without knowing, without thinking, perched on a rocky ledge at sunset, watching the valley turn to gold.
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Key West’s physical beauty draws tourists like a magnet, but the locals, or Conchs, give the island heart. The Conchs are people who have always been there or who have broken free from the centripetal pull of the Lower 48. In one sense, they live in a different country of their own creation, one that epitomizes the
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What people do in their spare time is their business, not mine, and good for them. I don’t ask questions. I have no reason to. When the going gets too weird or annoying for me, I gamble. That’s just what I did last weekend. My job was pissing me off, and my girlfriend had been
Karen was down to 100 pounds. She wore long sleeve shirts to work to hide the marks on her arms. It had gotten so bad that one day, her boss pulled her aside and said, “Karen, do we need to talk?” ”Don’t, Ben. Life just sucks right now, you know? I’ll handle it.” And life did
The claim “I have no regrets for the way I have lived my life” denies reality. As long as memory exists, so will regret. Denial can’t veil unpleasant visions of the past, as fleeting as those visions might be. Regrettable misbehavior and lost opportunities will always haunt us. Some think that regret can be mitigated
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On her afternoon walk, Amanda Tournier noticed a big cardboard box sitting in the middle of her neighborhood park. She stopped and crossed her arms. “It’s probably empty,” she thought. She sat down on a nearby bench and let her imagination fill the box full of latent desires. A leather briefcase full of $100 bills.