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Summer was full on and the nights hot. It was like lying in warm syrup there in the dark under the viaduct, in the steady whine of gnats and nightbugs

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Harrogate saw them going along Blount Avenue Sunday morning. They wore outfits all cut from the same bolt of cloth and in the church pew standing six ...more

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He never sleeps, the judge. He is dancing, dancing. He says that he will never die.

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They began to come upon chains and packsaddles, singletrees, dead mules, wagons. Saddletrees eaten bare of their rawhide coverings and weathered white...more

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His feet went banging down some stairs. He closed his eyes. They went through cinders and dirt, his heels gathering small windrows of trash. A dim wor...more

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When the owner of the pig arrived he found a scrawny and bloodcovered white boychild standing on what was left of his property sawing at it with a kni...more

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Summer was full on and the nights hot. It was like lying in warm syrup there in the dark under the viaduct, in the steady whine of gnats and nightbugs...more

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They filed out in descending order by altitudes, the father first, out through the sunlit doors in a sextet of calico isotropes and into the street, t...more

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They passed, leaving a trail of foxfire shuffled up out of the wet leaves like stars plowed in a ship's wake.

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This ferry was taken over by the Yumas and operated for them by a man named Callaghan, but within days it was burned and Callaghan's headless body flo...more