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| sylvia plath | the fountain spurted a few inches into the air from a rough length of pipe, threw up its hands, collapsed and drowned its ragged dribble in a stone basin of yellowing water. | 020911 |
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| Jess |
I used to love sherbert fountains! But hate having my hair cut! I used to get a sherbert fountain when I got my hair cut! Now I hate sherbert fountains too! |
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| u24 | classical (or is it operant?) conditioning gone wrong. | 040715 |
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| andrew | that'd be classical | 071009 |