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It wasn't sealed - she opened the flap. Inside was a cheque for a thousand dollars. Made out to her. From Daniel. It was a colossal slap in the face.
[The clerk] held in front of him a scroll with a red wax seal affixed, the kind of thing believed to make a document official - or at least expensive and difficult to understand, which, in fact, amounts to the same thing.
the ruin insufficiently ruined,
You Bedazzled my stake?
A Caske and an ill custome must be broken.
I've been racketeered on.
Like a button on a shirt buttoned wrong, every attempt to correct things led to yet another fine
not to say elegant
mess.
Bedazzled? What the heck was a bedazzle?
It's not really much good tearing out a page because you can see the place where it's been torn. [ ... ] You can pull a stamp out,' she said with terrible youthful clarity, 'and you don't know that it's ever been there.
Jenny Fields felt undone, the way only a person who has been careful can feel when confronted by a mistake.
[redacted; spurious].
Forgeries are an ever-changing portrait of human desires. Each society, each generation, fakes the things it covets most
Though nothing is damaged, everything is changed.
What ceremony of words can patch the havoc?
Squeezed back. Or, more likely, someone
been a signature
I've rewritten other films and watched my writing be mutilated, but luckily, it's been mutilated anonymously.
caughtoutedness.
William Regal, what does besmirched mean?
Don't play with damaged goods, you will only hurt yourself.
Authenticity is key.
I'm afraid it will never be perfect again. I am indelibly stained. Forever redefined, but blurred around the edges.
We didn't have sense enough to take care of it. Now it's torn. And the artist is dead.
Someone's magic was cleaving.
I messed my pants, he said.
You with the tentacles, you're nicked!
A letter ... changes utterly the moment it slips inside an envelope. It stops being mine. It becomes yours. What I mean is gone. What you understand is all that remains.
I woke up one morning, and all of my stuff had been stolen and replaced by exact duplicates.
My DVD cellophane was put on by a psychiatrist. It was shrink-wrapped.
shut and slipped into
Nothing is lost ... only changed.
(refactored) /**
It was like the moment before you open a present, still hidden inside its box and wrappings; while you're waiting to find out what it is, the eagerness and impatience and curiosity and anticipation grip you in an even stronger, more thrilling way than you feel after you find out what's inside.
Could you double-check the envelope?
documents, he placed them in a stiffened
This was music that had not only escaped, but had robbed a bank on the way out. It was music with its sleeves rolled up and its top button undone, raising its hat and grinning and stealing the silver.
You must be clever, Tracey to do these forgeries."
"She's not clever. I did them," yelled Frieda.
"You'll get five years."
"She did them."
From Halfpennies and Blue Vinyl
Startled awake. Ollie froze for a moment, staring in his direction. The kid scrunched his face and yawned like a bear. I said to Ollie, "It's still Bobby." "Right," she said. She unzipped the bag. There was no lock on the zipper, not even the tiny padlocks they
No, I don't think I've been defiled. But I haven't been saved, either. There's nobody who can save me right now, Mr. Wind-Up Bird. The world looks totally empty to me. Everything I see around me looks fake. The only thing thay isn't fake is that gooshy thing inside me.
I held out my dad's magic box and let it o, sure it would smash to the floor. Instead, the box disappeared.
"Cool," I said. "Sure you I can get it back?"
"No," Bast said. "Now come on!
He removed his unvaluable valuables and dumped his shirt, pants, and skivvies into a letter slot.
She put the words back in the envelope, because fuck doing that again.
They pried into the most secret recesses, ransacked every depository of papers, broke open every lock, and enjoyed the twofold gratification of curiosity and destruction.
When you mutilate movies for mass media, you tamper with the hearts and minds of America.
smeared a balm over the end of it.
mulcted of his presents, but they were given
Are you blind or bought?
The planet is sending out two unmanned craft
to determine what you did to me
I am requesting a copy
of their findings
which I would send to you
if I had your address
or any stamps.
Rest, Recreated, Refreshed and Refuel!
As the parts that made the Bugatti were pulled apart and twisted, the information that was embodied in the Bugatti was largely destroyed. This is another way of saying that the $2.5 million worth of value was stored not in the car's atoms but in the way those atoms were arranged.
Unboxing is a new voyeuristic phenomenon that's erotic and technical at the same time.
She'd gotten in the mail: the belief that she was
Third Time tricked, marks the fool.
What the hell have you done to her?
There was an intruder on a forbidden part of the island, and the security system was compromised. Another image of Archer's sword slicing through a ghoul came to mind. Yeah, compromised was one word for it.
Illusions are bound to be shattered
The most common format of music on an iPod is 'stolen.'
Utterly, irrevocably, lost
Gone? - gone? What means that little word? - What
What philosophers say about actuality [Virkelighed] is often just as disappointing as it is when one reads on a sign in a secondhand shop: Pressing Done Here. If a person were to bring his clothes to be pressed, he would be duped, for the sign is merely for sale.
Umbed by disappointment and betrayal, like a child who had been awakened suddenly from a summer dream about christmas morning.
An empty envelope that is sealed contains a secret.
Magic happens in the rewrite!
American democracy has been hacked.
Magic [has] been replaced by machinery.
Every reader has found charms by which to secure possession of a page that, by magic, becomes as if never read before, fresh and immaculate.
I was relieved in some weird way that the accident had actually occurred. It was a physical manifestation of what had already been going on inside the car. The outside now matched the inside - damaged beyond repair. (113)
The data stream has been corrupted, return to first principles.
paper fell out of the book. It was a page torn from
Now it was ruined. That was what I wanted. And now it had happened.
The granted for taken.
Undone by your own protective measures.
But as she lifted the candy from the box, she saw something unexpected tucked beneath it. A handwritten message. Patience, friend. They're coming for you. She
Ours is not so much an age of vulgarity as of vulgarization; everything is tampered with or touched up, or adulterated or watered down, in an effort to make it palatable, in an effort to make it pay.
Pray tell, what is wrong with the swimsuit model that I have delivered to your doorstep?
What has happened in the past is gone
The handwriting on the wall may be a forgery.
Well, it is my soul that's been stolen ... and my heart.
I'm very, very questioned and cinnamoned out.
I'm wild again, beguiled again, a whimpering, simpering child again. Bewitched, bothered, bewildered am I.
reached down through the closed wooden lid and struck a key. A minor key, I think.
It was about three feet wide and stippled
You've destroyed me, Anna Jones.
On the shelves along the wall my stacks. Jumbled and worn. Pagers curled and stained. Spines creased and cracked.
Opened with a key. And I'll have the only key. If for some reason you're clever enough to disable it - Haymitch dumps
I played the wrong wrong notes.
I am not ruined. I am ruination.
Message? What the hell do you think I am, a bloody postman?
The FBI is urging all Americans to beware of any letters or packages that have badly misspelled words. Man, this is going to be terrible news for the rap industry.
What's the damage, sweetie?"
"Eighty dollars."
Ouch.
What's gone is gone.
Restored in you, to be renewed in you, to receive from you
toilet-papered your house!
A very loud popping sound echoed across the seminar room. Each graduate student gazed in complete and utter shock as they realized that Professor Emerson had snapped the whiteboard marker in two. Black ink spread across his fingers like a starless night, and his eyes ignited into an angry blue fire.
You put the fist in pacifist?
Well ... It might be a little broken.'
'A little broken is still broken,' I pointed out.
'But fixable.
For tyme y-lost may not recovered be.
Art is the business of selling fetishes, sacred relics once touched by genius: what the forger offers the gullible buyer is not art, it is "authenticity
drawing pad. He withdrew it and
Make your mess your message.