The Middle East. Noon. Sun exploding directly overhead in a faded blue sky. Feel that sun, as if through a large magnifying glass hovering just over your head and shoulders. See the bustling market place, with its…
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This week, Clearview AI, Google and Amazon disclosed their recent deliberations with the Library of Congress in Washington and the Senate Subcommittee for Literacy Reform over the legal right to purchase, and possess indefinitely, the copyright of English vowels.
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Somehow, we’d made it to the late-nineties.
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Though he is unaware, the lights on the chest and arms of the spacesuit are flickering violently and in an array of colors. At the end of the street is the house. The one he grew up in.
He walks up the center of the road.
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“Good evening…” I began in Japanese with an air of solemnity. “I am Canada. I traveled across an airplane. I have come, and I am very energy. Also, I canoe.”
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“And, best of all,” says Yukiko Nakanishi, “among those guys, towering high above, was Mike the Rat. Yep! Mike the Rat watched the others do a cartwheel and, despite his very large head, he did one too! Right here on Baker City’s Main Street! I got a photo!”
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“The truth is that unlimited wealth is within your grasp, and it takes little effort to acquire it!!” Ivan Von Noshrilgram Sr.
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It seems all things beautiful are illuminated badly...and it is in the shadows that we hide our longing.
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One may regard a book affectionately, watch it closely on the shelf in its natural habitat while hiding behind a potted fern, but to read is much, much more fruitful.
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You know, sometime you might leave your hand on a hot element; or step out into a hailstorm completely naked; or insist on eating a solid, yet indigestible, object. Like a spatula. Whatever diversion you choose, once you stop, a distinct happiness always pops up. Even serenity.
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Ms Knightley put her finger on the red record button of a large, ancient tape recorder. (Ultimately, I watched her use both hands to activate the record feature of the tape deck. It made me smile.)
She stared at me blankly, “…Your name?”
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