Findings:

• Public announcement from US State Dept. advising worldwide caution
• Things I'll do now that he's gone
• They protect us from danger by harming us before we can harm ourselves
• We enjoy a quiet but satisfying yuletide until people from the social services come to release us
• The winter chill reminds those of us closer to our end than our beginning that maybe, just maybe, safety isn't the primary goal in a life that will certainly end in death.
• whatever he touches, if it isn't false already, becomes false
• 'twas the telltale tink-tock of marionettes, he felt certain, that jingle-jangled from behind her shower curtain
• It isn’t fun to hide. But it will protect you from lightning.
• he looks hurt from behind that eye patch, the choker, the bare chest
• From Hell, Hull, and Halifax may the Good Lord deliver us!
• For Roses Long Gone and For Roses Yet to Come
• Yet from you only proceeds, kindly ones, comfort and balm.
• Born from a glacier, hatched by a volcano, gone to the sea
• Deliver us from evil
• The promise of life. This he stole from himself as well.
• Keep us away from us
• It is difficult to get the news from poems, yet men die miserably every day for lack of what is found there
• We have met the enemy and he is us
• He will bring us goodness and light
• I have gone too far. I have been thinking, this is my life. Well, not yet.
• And yet another vegetarian meal that isn't just brown gack
• great things he has taught us
• Save us from the horror of dull dead trees: a marathon E2 Quest
• The future cheats us from afar
• For every delayed technology there is a sudden, completely unexpected advance that jumps at us from the shadows
• Legislation to save us from our own stupidity
• He learned to dance from emus but he learned to love from seraphim
• dark highways take us near and far from home
• Love forsakes us from time to time, and we forsake love.
• Amakuni once drew an old sword of his from a box, suddenly overjoyed by something he had cast aside.
• what he carried from here to Okinawa
• The sex scene from IT and Hugh Hefner, and why I'm glad both are gone
• what separates us from the fabric of spacetime?
• His memory perishes from the earth, and he has no name in the street.
• The revolution does not put dreams on trial. Nor does it save us from nightmares.
• They will love him long after he is gone.
• An E2 Seattle debauch aftermath node
• He Has Left Us Alone But Shafts of Light Sometimes Grace the Corner of Our Rooms
• And yet he continues to sit there
• To the Memory of My Beloved Master, William Shakespeare, and What He Hath Left Us
• Sunrises are the best when you haven't gone to bed yet
• Yet another vegetarian meal that isn't just brown gack
• he can find a cure for us, if we help him
• He's Gone
• Letter from U.S. to China, 4/11/2001
• He said 'tentacle porn', so I stuck my dick in a toaster and went from there
• They're from Seattle and they're too wet to burn yet
• Excerpts from the US Dept of Labor's Dictionary of Occupational Titles
• 3rd Rock from the Sun
• Bastard Operator from Hell
• From Dusk Till Dawn
• You can't get there from here
• The Cat from Outer Space
• Theme from Shaft
• Argument from Evil
• Notes from the Underground
• from scratch
• Hating religion is different from hating an ethnic group
• Good from far, but far from good
• The In Sound from Way Out!
• Argument from Design
• The Creature from the Black Lagoon
• Drinking from the water hose
• I've had better hugs from wind gusts and dead people
• Escape From New York
• From Beyond
• An eternity spent apart from God
• Getting Saved From the Sixties
• There once was a man from Nantucket
• Having run away from a wedding reception
• Home away from home
• freedom from suffering
• Letters from my mother
• God won't take the time to sort your ashes from mine
• Playing hooky from the family
• Happy Labor Day from Insomnia Boy
• Small gifts from the universe
• Awful Green Things from Outer Space
• Muppets From Space
• Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis
• letter from a Boeing 717
• (and it wasn’t in my time nor yet in your time: but a very good time it was for all that)
• Brewing ale and porter from sugar and malt
• away from me
• Emergency evacuation of soul and bicycle from suburbia
• The lost scene from Austin Powers 2
• Melodies from Mars
• Snapple Sun
• From Hell
• Why I am going to pretend I am a girl online from now on
• Escape From Staten Island
• Sending mail from a cell phone
• A Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, April 23, 1906
• Letters from a Savior; Offer for a few
• From Ritual to Romance
• strictly from hunger
• Will the distant future see a removal from linear thought?
• A Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, May 1, 1906
• What I want from life
• From a Letter to Stanislaus Joyce, September 1905
• From a Letter from Stanislaus Joyce to James Joyce, October 10, 1905
• From a Letter to Grant Richards, October 15, 1905
• Where the hell did that font come from?
• Excerpts from the Marion Barry Crack Tape
• Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Venus
• If you can't spell, you're an idiot. "Original ideas" don't come from idiots.
• pajamas from the dryer
• Any sufficiently advanced music is indistinguishable from MIDI
• Swear words from science fiction
• From a Letter from Grant Richards to James Joyce, May 10, 1906
• FTP from my dreams
• Just some more jokes from the Necronomicon
• Getting what you want from disgruntled lab techs
• lost in the wind from a butterfly's wings
• The Menace from Earth
• Erich Fromm
• RFC 1217
• Starting from Paumanok
• The Ones Who Walk Away from Omelas
• 'A Letter' from Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
• COME FROM
• Making plastic explosives from bleach
• Ramblin' Wreck from Georgia Tech
• taking down the advertising industry from the inside
• Shows from which I save the stubs
• Removing wax from clothing
• Magma is the blood that spews from the earth
• Scene from the movie I'll never write
• unwinding from the day
• Scribblings from a table at Rue De La Course
• Telling real pearls from fake ones
• I'll give up printf() when you pry my cold dead fingers from it
• notes from the dentist's chair
• The Girl from Ipanema
• Bhagavad-Gita - Religion by Separation from the Qualities
• Talking after breathing in helium from balloons
• Concerning a Stranger from Spaceland
• Things that hang from people's mirrors
• Blast From the Past
• Argument from Ignorance
• With a Little Help from My Friends
• From my cold dead hands
• Voice from the Great Depression
• how to protect yourself from date rape drugs
• Scenes from "Politian"
• An envelope from the previous systems administrator
• Drawing an Affirmative Conclusion From a Negative Premise
• The Child who came from an Egg
• The Revenge of the Teenage Vixens from Outer Space
• nice from a distance
• Visitors From Oz
• News from the Libertarian Party
• Men are from Earth. Women are from Earth. Deal with it.
• LPPR: Remembering the dead from the war on drugs
• Things I've learned from Everything
• How to watch the stars from a secluded island
• The day porn moved from film to video
• Making life from simple household chemicals
• Tales from Alton Towers
• Eyeball prolapse
• News from Lake Wobegon
• Buying crack from your mom's pimp
• far be it from me
• A list of things kids should and should not have from a woman who has no kids
• F1r3br4nd and the Night Shift from Hell: VI
• F1r3br4nd and the Night Shift from Hell: VII
• F1r3br4nd and the Night Shift from Hell: IX
• excerpts from conversations heard on public transportation

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