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Back in his den with the cocoa he settles into the beanbag chair bequeathed to him by a departing student the year before.
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Long ago, when I was a junior high school student in America, I remember being taught by a biology teacher that all the chemicals that make up a human body could be bought in a hardware store for $5 or something like that.
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That morning, Jim Sams, clever but by no means profound, woke from uneasy dreams to find himself transformed into a gigantic creature.
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It was four nights before Christmas Eve, and the city of San Francisco had decked the halls, houses, and grand public edifices in a sparkling, merry Christmas display.
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For much of the year I had been awaiting the go-ahead on what was potentially one of the most demanding, exhausting, but exhilarating acting roles I’d ever been offered.
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Now that people communicate with one another primarily by social media, letter-writing has become a lost art.
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My mother has the tenacity of a bulldog, looks like June Cleaver, and curses like a truck driver.
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There once lived, at a series of temporary addresses across the United States of America, a travelling man of Indian origin, advancing years and retreating mental powers
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Later, when people asked about her travels, Sophie would put it simply: the trip to Europe as a bride was hazy in her memory, but she would never forget the voyage home as a widow.
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According to Adam Rogers, writing on www.wired.com, humans are fated to see the same world differently:
