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	<title>250words.org - short short stories</title>
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		<title>a bend in the river, not a literary allusion</title>
		<description>The bend in the river comes suddenly, doesn't give you any chance to catch your breath; it's like a dance that starts with someone taking your hand.

Jack and I worked together. What we did at work is left as an exercise for the reader. Suffice it to say that this ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/a-bend-in-the-river-not-a-literary-allusion/</link>
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		<title>another post with cigarettes and drinks for your pleasure</title>
		<description>Time passes like a train barreling down a straightaway in some circumstances, and in others, it passes like molasses down a dispenser. This is the latter.

There was a broken down Camel Filters dispenser waiting on the table when Mark arrived at Mary Ann's place. She had offered Mark something to ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/another-post-with-cigarettes-and-drinks-for-your-pleasure/</link>
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		<title>not the 30th post</title>
		<description>(or ode to blood on the tracks)

Well clouds part, and I see sadness in their smile. Winds blow east before they blow best, but in the middle you can take a rest.

She looked me over a half eaten plate. Grounded herself in steel, said goodbye and hello to a broken ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/not-the-30th-post/</link>
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		<title>turning 30</title>
		<description>Bukowski punched Hemingway in the face and licked the blood off his fist after taking a shot of Tequila.

"Wait a second here!" Holden was obviously the drunkest guy in the room. He swaggered over to the stool where Papa was asking Bukowski for a rematch. "Give me a chance at ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/turning-30/</link>
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		<title>while asking that mr mozart looks down from heaven and smiles</title>
		<description>Take a sip of time,
and with it, look sublime,
past the old factories we drive by
on our way out of town.

Don't address me in the second,
when you mean the first,
And when Mozart on the radio takes a pause,
feel free to say
just because.

But there's no movement
coming to classical music at his moment
and ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/while-asking-that-mr-mozart-looks-down-from-heaven-and-smiles/</link>
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		<title>and the music plays slowly in the background while the bartender mixes another drink</title>
		<description>10. 9. 8. 7. 6. 5. 4. 3. 2. 1. Ten seconds. That's all it takes to die. Of course, this is the same for everyone. I sat in a bathroom stall, repeating those ten numbers over and over again, waiting for death to come find me. It didn't.

Maybe it ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/and-the-music-plays-slowly-in-the-background-while-the-bartender-mixes-another-drink/</link>
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		<title>slow beat swing music</title>
		<description>I got the tape from Eddy. It was a copy of a Frank Sinatra album, "My Way." I played it in the Chevy when I went to pick Gina up.

Just like on cue, the title song played with just enough time to finish before I arrived. I needed the boost. ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/slow-beat-swing-music/</link>
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		<title>Mary Ann Notes</title>
		<description>Mary Ann felt the warmth of sunlight on her skin filter in through the pink home-spun curtains. She blinked her eyes twice and ran her hand through the full of her face. Her hands retreated the sheets.  She turned and looked at her husband.

"Hank? You awake?" she said in ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/mary-ann-notes/</link>
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		<title>sepia notes</title>
		<description>Robert was grand but Michael was grander taking me out for a movie and ice cream that tasted like it was coated in the silver from the screen. After the movie we walked past houses that were immaculate and he pointed out the ones that could possibly make a home ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/sepia-notes/</link>
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		<title>A quick drink with Magdalene</title>
		<description>And before I knew it I was sitting with Magdalene telling her that I would have one- just one drink- with her before her date arrived. But then her date never arrived and I thought maybe it was me, but just for a second, and then the wood of the ...</description>
		<link>http://250words.org/a-quick-drink-with-magdalene/</link>
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