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Robert Repino can disassemble and reassemble a Swingline 747 Classic stapler in 8 seconds, blindfolded.
about 3 hours ago
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Robert Repino doesn't shop for clothes. He finds a fashionable stranger, snaps his neck, and swaps outfits.
8:11 AM Dec 8th
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Robert Repino wants a girl with an ass like Susan Sontag and a rack like Joan Didion.
7:21 AM Dec 8th
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This concludes Rick Moody's "Some Contemporary Characters." Thanks for reading.
3:42 PM Dec 2nd
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**END**
3:40 PM Dec 2nd
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Like a week later I saw him through the window in that coffee shop. Looking at his watch, contemplating his different conception of time.
3:39 PM Dec 2nd
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I’d already friended her, and I confess I felt sad when reading her posts, though can you really be sad about a bunch of ones and zeroes?
3:30 PM Dec 2nd
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Started following his status updates, because I needed to vet them, you know, but also because I was curious. I mean, they were about me.
3:20 PM Dec 2nd
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I knew she was going to post about it. I decided it wouldn’t be the actual mutual-assured-destruction account unless I posted too.
3:10 PM Dec 2nd
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Ariel said I needed to get right back on the horse, the dead horse, so first thing I did was sign on OkCupid. Any activity?
3:00 PM Dec 2nd
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I watched as some fellow accosted her on the sidewalk—for loose change, I suppose. In that moment I seethed with jealousy.
2:49 PM Dec 2nd
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I watched him head into the crosswalk and almost get run over by a bicyclist, and then I called Ariel and told her that I was in one piece.
2:39 PM Dec 2nd
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No one would have ever thought I knew her, except from Casual Encounters on Craigslist or because I needed help with my affairs.
2:30 PM Dec 2nd
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No one would have thought I ever knew him, except that maybe I walked his dog for him or something, or typed his correspondence.
2:20 PM Dec 2nd
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Ninth Street, it was, when she turned east toward the park, and I could see her receding, an actual person receding.
2:11 PM Dec 2nd
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“I’ll call you,” he said, which meant, I guess that he wouldn’t call at all, but he thought he should say something.
2:00 PM Dec 2nd
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“I’ll call you,” I said, which meant, I think, that I devoutly wished to call, but that something was likely to prevent me.
1:51 PM Dec 2nd
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I kissed him good night because I was kissing goodbye to all the old guys and their nostalgia and shaky confidence and felt tip pens.
1:40 PM Dec 2nd
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But then we were kissing good night, and I didn’t know why except that this is the custom. Like Judas summoning the Roman guard.
1:31 PM Dec 2nd
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He said, “We could just start the conversation over as though we haven’t met. You could even play my part. It’s a small effort.”
1:20 PM Dec 2nd
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