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sixty-five is your next step project/stunt-story

Until he could no longer write letters, Gabriel's uncle nagged him with useless advice. Most of it was about money. Owing to Gabriel's inability to produce his father's marriage certificate (in fact, he never tried), his uncle could not in all conscience leave him Baum possessions. It was up to Gab…

—p.177 Paris Stories Baum, Gabriel, 1935–( ) (171) by Mavis Gallant
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like that of a man seeking nourishment project/stunt-story

David Clark was neither strong nor handsome, but the bewildered look that had blighted his boyhood was long submerged now in a face that suggested intelligence and humor. For years he had made it a point of honor not to mess around with the girls in the classes he taught. “There isn’t any sport in …

—p.203 The Collected Stories of Richard Yates A Natural Girl (200) by Richard Yates
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are you even reading this? topic/heartbreak

Did I want children, David? I know I always told you I didn’t, but did I, secretly? If not, why did I continue sobbing all the way back to the hotel, all the way through the dose, to the point of addressing the question to you, imaginary you? Are you glad we didn’t? Are you going to do it with . . …

—p.215 Granta 148: Summer Fiction Schenectady (207) missing author
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they provide a titanium-grade purpose to my days topic/addiction

You asked me once, toward the end, after you’d discovered the withdrawals – the ones from our bank account, and the ones I was going through in that hotel room during one of my ‘business trips’ – why I did drugs. I told you that growing up in a loud and alcoholic household, I liked to enter the sto…

—p.212 Schenectady (207) missing author
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you killed almost everything in me topic/heartbreak

Everything I have loved or valued has been taken away from me.

I stayed with her. I discovered three of her ribs were broken. I kept waiting for her wavering eye, for her broken wrist to bend, for her still mouth to speak.

How did you hate me? she whispered. You killed almost everything in me…

—p.257 The English Patient The Cave of Swimmers (227) by Michael Ondaatje