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Dan Simmons
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Dan Simmons: Vexed to Nightmare by a Rocking Cradle
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Brother Jimmy-Joe Billy-Bob brought the Word to the New Yorkers on the eve of Christmas Eve, paddling his long dugout canoe east up the Fort...
Dan Simmons: This Year’s Class Picture
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Ms. Geiss watched her new student coming across the first-graders’ playground from her vantage point on the balcony of the old school’s...
Dan Simmons: Death Of The Centaur
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The teacher and the boy climbed the steep arc of lawn that overlooked the southernmost curve of the Missouri River. Occasionally they g...
Dan Simmons: Eyes I Dare Not Meet
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Bremen left the hospital and his dying wife and drove east to the sea. The roads were thick with Philadelphians fleeing the city for the...
Dan Simmons: Shave And A Haircut
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Outside, the blood spirals down. I pause at the entrance to the barbershop. There is nothing unique about it. Almost certainly there i...
Dan Simmons: Two Minutes Forty-Five Seconds
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Roger Colvin closed his eyes and the steel bar clamped down across his lap and they began the steep climb. He could hear the rattle o...
Dan Simmons: Metastasis
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On the day Louis Steig received a call from his sister saying that their mother had collapsed and been admitted to a Denver hospital w...
Dan Simmons: Vanni Fucci is Well and Living in Hell Simmons Dan
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On his last day on earth, Brother Freddy rose early, showered, shaved his chins, sprayed his hair, put on his television make-up, dres...
Dan Simmons: The River Styx Runs Upstream
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What thou lovest well remains the rest is dross What thou lov'st well shall not be reft from thee What thou lov'st well is ...
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