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The sun , which had sunk below the skyscrapers in the center of the city behind him almost an hour ago , was just beginning to melt into the satellite skyline on the river's far shore , and George soaked in the day's last buttery ...
The sun , which had sunk below the skyscrapers in the center of the city behind him almost an hour ago , was just beginning to melt into the satellite skyline on the river's far shore , and George soaked in the day's last buttery ...
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The hour is up and I am hungry . the No one mentions why we come here , way we slide into our chairs , batter stealing home , without notice , without admitting that we want to souffle our bodies from landfills to temples .
The hour is up and I am hungry . the No one mentions why we come here , way we slide into our chairs , batter stealing home , without notice , without admitting that we want to souffle our bodies from landfills to temples .
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In 1955 Dwight D. Eisenhower So today we onl Slivered into a four o'clock hour on was President . In 1955 a novel called Wednesday , a moment was given to the look . " Marjorie Morningstar was the bestphotography of the canon , which ...
In 1955 Dwight D. Eisenhower So today we onl Slivered into a four o'clock hour on was President . In 1955 a novel called Wednesday , a moment was given to the look . " Marjorie Morningstar was the bestphotography of the canon , which ...
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