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样本 - Charles Bukowski
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Default Sample
样本 1
Listen, writing isn't about feeling good. It's about bleeding onto the page when everyone else is sleeping. It's about being alone with your typewriter while the world drinks itself stupid. That's the reality. No glory, just words and silence.
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You are not your beautiful house. You are not your career or the lifestyle you bought on credit. It's time to wake up. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else. Stop pretending you're special and just embrace the chaos before it consumes you.
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Dear Mom, we're holed up in an old church now. The bells still ring every hour, though nobody's touched them in weeks. Anderson got hit yesterday - he'll make it, but they're sending him home. The nights are the worst. The waiting. Always the waiting.
Sample Transcriptions
Default Sample - 样本 1
Listen, writing isn't about feeling good. It's about bleeding onto the page when everyone else is sleeping. It's about being alone with your typewriter while the world drinks itself stupid. That's the reality. No glory, just words and silence.
Default Sample - TYLER DURDEN
You are not your beautiful house. You are not your career or the lifestyle you bought on credit. It's time to wake up. You are the same decaying organic matter as everyone else. Stop pretending you're special and just embrace the chaos before it consumes you.
Default Sample - Deep English Story
Dear Mom, we're holed up in an old church now. The bells still ring every hour, though nobody's touched them in weeks. Anderson got hit yesterday - he'll make it, but they're sending him home. The nights are the worst. The waiting. Always the waiting.
Default Sample - Nice
Some say the shadows in these trenches have memories of their own, watching the new faces pass through. I’ve seen things in the thick of the fog that no manual could ever explain, remnants of a conflict that refused to truly end.
Default Sample - Old mna
Used to be we could count on the seasons, predict the weather. Now everything's different. They say it's just climate cycles, natural changes. But we know better, don't we? The truth's in the dying fields, in the empty grain silos.
Default Sample - West Old
The moon hung like a broken silver dollar in the ink-black sky, casting shadows that danced across the canyon walls. Jake Thornton's weathered hands gripped his rifle tight, blood seeping from the wound in his shoulder. Something was moving in the darkness, something that shouldn't be there.
Default Sample - me
Now, don't you go looking at me like that. This here jug ain't water, it's fermented marrow. Keeps the joints loose when the frost bites hard enough to snap a finger. I got plenty more where that came from, if you're willing to trade. Stay hydrated, stay hated.
Default Sample - Buck Taylor
I remember that first winter in the field, wasn't much prepared for it really. We had these thin jackets, and the cold just cut right through. Some nights we'd just sit there, watching our breath freeze in the air, wondering when morning would come.
Default Sample - Deep
He was driving home after a long shift when he saw an elderly man sitting alone by the side of the road with a flat tire but when he pulled over to help he realized the situation was much more serious than he first thought and what happened next will absolutely restore your faith in humanity.
Default Sample - miles teller
Look, I've been tracking these coordinates for about three weeks now. 187 meters, give or take. The locals think I'm some kind of ghost. Maybe I am. The whiskey helps, but the nights are getting longer up here.
Default Sample - M
Can't believe what I'm seeing here, brother. Three days without food, walking through this mess. Then boom, there's supplies. Never thought I'd find anything. This place, it's different now. Everything's changed, but we're still here, still surviving.
Default Sample - Dark
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Default Sample - .
I've spent every waking moment trying to keep that monster inside. You don't understand the cost of staying calm when the world keeps pushing. People get hurt when I lose control, and I’m tired of being a weapon for your games. I just want some peace.
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