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Truth is stranger than fiction because we are strangers to truth

Truth always wins out over fabrication. A fascinating story is always more so when we learn of its truth, less so when we learn of its fiction. My theory is that we humans crave truth. It is a God-given desire, an instinct if you will. In our stumbling and groping we chance upon hints toward [...]
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From Fact to Fiction: Journalism & Imaginative Writing in America

“I anticipate great value from this text–its scholarship, lucid prose, and particularly the vast gap of ignorance it seeks to fill, will make it a most useful and versatile choice for my course.”–Raymond I. Rundus, Pembroke State University “From Whitman and Twain to Dreiser and Dos Passos, [Fishkin] tracks American literature back to unexpected beginnings [...]
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new blood on the old mattress

As with sooo many ill-conceived spontaneous actions, every neurotransmitter in the dense standing-room-only revelry of brain cells, partying like it was 2009, were in agreement. We are all in agreement that they were all in my head during those moments.1 We are all pretty much in agreement that I was not.2 Too much was going on in [...]
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army tanks runneth over with love

When I woke up I could not breathe on my own. It wasn’t for lack of trying. Hoses and wires came and went in and out every conceivable hole in me. Still other holes, the inconceivable ones, oozed and soaked with the rest of me in a not-quite congealed balm, an unnaturally cool suspension in [...]
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J.D. Sa lingers on a little while shorter

This is the part of the video that made the least sense to him because he didn’t remember being at the concert, let alone performing. He took that as a good sign, the absence of location, of the where and the when of the world he helped create in that moment. Depending on the complexity, [...]
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nothin’ happenin that ain’t happened a’fore

This is not the most horrible sixty-three minutes and thirty-six seconds of music I’ve endured, I’ll give it that. Never mind who or what is or were the soulless, union-paid minions whose 401K-inspired realization of this… I don’t know, thing, I suppose, that approaches aural manifestations of caramelized, vitamin-impregnated, gum-slicing-even-while-milk-soaked breakfast cereal equivalent of who-knows-what [...]
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thinking about talking about what happened

The sky would go dark and light and dark again before he would get around to thinking about it. Billions of lives would change before he would begin talking about it with a notion that it was different than any other except it was an accident. Accidents can happen to anybody who happens to be [...]
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