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I listen to words all day at work, halfling words, spit-out words, words choked in the throat then wrenchingly brought forth, words never born. I read recently of the baby in Argentina, Luz Milagros, her parents named her, Spanish for light and miracles, because they thought her dead then(more)
"No, assmunch, that's not it either"
   Homeless and burnt out, Phoebe didn't have the patience for impatience.
   "Fuck off, Vic and just tell me the answer already!"  She shoved him into the wall of the old milktruck, her home.  His grimace turned grin in one instant.(more)