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Joyce
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An open bag of bread on the counter, slices tumbling over each other as if in a stampede to get out of the opening …
— Feb 01, 2026 02:32PM
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Joyce
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Not a fall as much as a folding, like taking down a tent, returning it to a size that could fit in a sack
— Feb 03, 2026 07:54PM
Joyce
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I feel the hit … a scalding cut in the flesh above the elbow. … I’ve been shot.
The knife, the point going in just below my ribs … The pain isn’t at all like the burning heat of being shot. Knives are cold. Knives are ice. … I’m pulling it out with both hands, … the ice twice as cold as it exits.
— Feb 03, 2026 07:49PM
The knife, the point going in just below my ribs … The pain isn’t at all like the burning heat of being shot. Knives are cold. Knives are ice. … I’m pulling it out with both hands, … the ice twice as cold as it exits.
Joyce
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Yet when he looked at us, it seemed as though he only saw a nagging cost he’d be glad to erase from the ledger one day.
— Feb 03, 2026 07:40PM
Joyce
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How “for certain” are you?
You’re asking a psychic, Claire. I don’t do “for certain”.
— Feb 03, 2026 07:38PM
You’re asking a psychic, Claire. I don’t do “for certain”.
Joyce
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A search for a child is fueled by coffee and terror in equal measures, and they both can be found easily anywhere
— Feb 03, 2026 07:36PM
Joyce
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If you brought me up here to be smart, you brought the wrong guy.
— Feb 02, 2026 05:11AM
Joyce
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Where’s your husband?
He might be at church. That’s where he tells me he goes. He may be praying to the Lord Budweiser at McConnell’s Pub, for all I know.
— Feb 01, 2026 02:36PM
He might be at church. That’s where he tells me he goes. He may be praying to the Lord Budweiser at McConnell’s Pub, for all I know.
Joyce
is 44% done
How do you turn cows into leather gloves?
Not cows. Nowadays it’s either sheep or deer.
— Feb 01, 2026 12:12PM
Not cows. Nowadays it’s either sheep or deer.

