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The Giants have a pitcher named Cobb and another one named Webb.
“It’s time to upgrade your bra.”
They were arguing about whether ketchup should be refrigerated.
“Who’s the target audience?
Depressed women with dental issues who are addicted to crime shows?"
"It's like -- I don't know -- it seems like
conventional warfare has made a comeback."
"You know what it is? It's Cold War 2.0."
"We don't know what we don't know."
"Where is General Armageddon?"
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Radio
I left it
on when I
left the house
for the pleasure
of coming back
ten hours later
to the greatness
of Teddy Wilson
"After You've Gone"
on the piano
in the corner
of the bedroom
as I enter
in the dark
from New and Selected Poems by David Lehman
The advances in brassieres are measurable
Posted by: sarah gelder | June 30, 2023 at 12:54 PM