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rise in darkness over heartbreaking coasts project/stunt-story topic/love

— It’s right up there, he gestured. It doesn’t look like anything, just like another small star. It’s that extra one, by the Pleiades. He knew all the constellations. He had seen them rise in darkness over heartbreaking coasts.

— Come on, you can look at it tomorrow, she said, almost consolingly…

—p.11 Last Night Comet (3) by James Salter
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some women have minds like cops project/stunt-story topic/infidelity topic/love

None of them could know, none of them could visualize Mexico City and the first unbelievable year, driving down to the coast for the weekend, through Cuernavaca, her bare legs with the sun lying on them, her arms, the dizziness and submission he felt with her as before a forbidden photograph, as if…

—p.10 Comet (3) by James Salter
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it was my son’s tutor project/stunt-story

— I didn’t leave them. Anyway it was over between us. It had been for more than a year. He said it evenly, almost as if it had happened to someone else. It was my son’s tutor, he explained. I fell in love with her.

— And you began something with her? Morrissey suggested.

— Oh, yes.

There i…

—p.8 Comet (3) by James Salter
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twelve Jews to be run over by a locomotive project/stunt-story

Dieter heard that a thirteen-hour television project about the Occupation was to be launched in the spring; he had seen the outline.

He said, “For the moment they just need a few people to be deported and to jump off the train.”

Some old-timers heard Dieter say, “They want to deport the Poles…

—p.185 Paris Stories Baum, Gabriel, 1935–( ) (171) by Mavis Gallant
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he had acquired a variety of victim experiences project/stunt-story

“That sign was the end of life as we knew it in the sixties,” said Dieter Pohl. He was a colonel now, and as fussy as a monarch at a review about a badge misplaced or a button undone. Gabriel had no equivalent staircase to climb; who ever has heard of a victim's being promoted? Still, he had acquir…

—p.182 Baum, Gabriel, 1935–( ) (171) by Mavis Gallant