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  1. at the google results again and I know you said there's a delay in the re, uh, the reassignment, uh, reassignation of PageRank and 3:09 PM Nov 6th, 2008 from web
  2. "Hi, uh, this is a message for Derek Thomasson? It's, uh, I'm Jarod? Langley? From top performance sales dot com? I was looking 3:08 PM Nov 6th, 2008 from web
  3. so selfish. This isn't just about you." 3:03 PM Nov 6th, 2008 from web
  4. "Goddammit, you can't just refuse to talk about this. You can't just not answer phone calls. I'm not--I didn't raise you to be 3:02 PM Nov 6th, 2008 from web
  5. "Derek, honey, I know you're upset, I know how much this hurts. We're all overwhelmed. Take a few minutes and call me back. I love you." 3:00 PM Nov 6th, 2008 from web
  6. ~ VOICEMAIL MESSAGES LEFT FOR DEEK DURING THE PERIOD FOLLOWING THE REMOVAL OF HIS BATTERY FROM HIS CELL PHONE ~ 2:55 PM Nov 6th, 2008 from web
  7. of hair or wrecked gold fingernails, and then another stop brings in the first wave of standers and even the glimpses dry up. 8:35 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  8. He twists and leans to look at Her, but their new seatmates have created an accidental firewall against observation; a glimpse, at best, 8:34 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  9. even if it is only temporary. Now leave me the hell alone. 8:32 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  10. this daily acknowledgement of the ramifications of flesh. I'm sorry that corporeality has married us together like this, 8:31 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  11. that we are forced to dance this waiting dance in such close company, that the need to make our transits from A to B and A' to B' force 8:30 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  12. little white man. I am sorry I take up more than a seat. I am sorry that you're sitting in the other one. I'm sorry we're not there yet, 8:28 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  13. He reads it as a mix of apology and rejection, a quiet social contract in posture: I am sorry we're forced together like this, 8:26 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  14. The woman sits with one foot out into the aisle, body angled just so far away from him, attention fixed fifteen degrees off plumb. 8:25 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  15. He gets a great big black woman, thirties maybe, hard to read the way age becomes cagey when fat fills out face and cheek like childhood. 8:22 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  16. as soon as he sits down. The napping kind. Harmless at least. Blocking the view. 8:18 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  17. She gets a middle-aged man, heavy and tired in a nice suit and carrying a briefcase. Lawyer? Balding, no comb-over. Closes his eyes 8:17 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  18. Half a dozen new riders board at the next stop; now they're separated by two rows, an aisle, and two strangers taking up their aisle seats: 8:16 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  19. so the notebook stays closed around his finger and the pen idles in his quiet fingers, and he keeps falling quietly in love with her. 8:14 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
  20. He watches her for signs that she'll catch him watching, but she never looks at anything but her book or half-seconds of the front door, 8:13 AM Nov 1st, 2008 from web
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  • Bio I am the very model of a modern major novelist
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