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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    6:50 pm
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    He poured me a glass, then topped up his own and
    raised itThe tea was only faintly greenHis
    eyes, caught in fine nets of wrinkles, were
    greenerHis hair was black, streaking in white at
    the temples, and quite long indeedWhen the wind
    lifted it, I could see a scar at the top of his
    hairline on the right side, coin-shaped cartier love but
    smallerHe was wearing a bathing suit today, and
    his legs were as brown as his armsHe looked fit,
    but I thought he also looked tired
    "Let's drink to you, muchacho
    "All right," I said
    We clinked glasses and drankI'd had green tea
    before and thought it was okay, but this was
    heavenly - like drinking cold silk, with just a
    faint tang of cheap gucci sweetness
    "Do you taste the honey?" he asked, and smiled
    when I noddedI just put in a
    tablespoonful per pitcherIt releases the natural
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    tramp steamer in the China Sea He held up his
    215
    glass and squinted through it"We fought off many
    pirates and mated with strange and dusky women
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    "That gucci for women sounds a trifle bullshitty to me, Mr"I actually read about the honey thing
    in one of Miss Eastlake's cookery books
    "Is she the lady you come out with in the mornings?
    The one in the wheelchair?"
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    - it was her enormous blue sneakers propped up on
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    Godfather
    Wireman gaped, those green eyes of his so wide I
    was about to apologize for my faux pasThen he
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    funnyb
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
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    My heart beat fasterHad she noticed that my pack, once flat, was now bulging?
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    “Shh,” I said, keeping my lips as still as I could
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    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    6:58 pm
    @@@@@Hearn started to walk out of the tent"Just
    @@@@@Hearn started to walk out of the tent"Just get those flowers, Clellan," he said coldly before he stepped out
    Disgusting, humiliatingHearn stared morosely at the raw cropped earth of the bivouac as he walked over to officers' mess for breakfastThat sort of thing could go on for a year or two, a daily and nasty piece of business to be taken each morning on an empty stomachClellan of course would love itEvery retort Clellan could get away with would be just so much grist to his self-esteem, and any time he would be rebuked he could generate the satisfying hatred of the underdogThere were angles to being an enlisted manHearn kicked a pebble with his foot
    Lo, the poor officers! Hearn grinned at himself, and waved to Mantelli, who was also approaching officers' mess
    Mantelli cut over to him, and clapped him on the back"Keep away from poppa today
    "What's the matter?"
    "Last night we got a Lonely Hearts from corpsThey told Cummings to get his ass in gearJesus! He'll be having me leading headquarters company in a charge Mantelli took out his cigar and extended it forward like a spear
    "All you're good for is charging a chow line
    "Ain't it the truthI got a desk job, flat feet, Hollandia, Stateside, Pentagon, I wear eyeglasses, I cough
    Hearn shoved him playfully"Do you want a word with the General?"
    "Sure, get me in USO They walked in together to chow
    After breakfast Hearn reported to the General's tentCummings was sitting at his desk studying an Air Corps engineer report"They won't have the airfield ready for two mon
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    6:58 pm
    @@@@@ "Why don't you make it bigger?" "I don't
    @@@@@
    "Why don't you make it bigger?"
    "I don't have toIt serves my purpose just as it isI have a
    foreman who doesn't cheat me much, a couple of dozen laborers who
    work
    almost as much as they loal, and respectabilityI can spend my time
    and money and sweat on what I care about, and right now, that's
    restoring the gardens
    Scarlett was annoyed almost past bearingWasn't that just like Rhett
    to fall into a tub of butter? And to waste the chance? No matter how
    rich he was, he could stand to get richerThere was no such ouIr
    and got a decent day's work out of
    those men, he could triple the yieldWith another couple of dozen
    laborers, he could double that "Forgive me for interrupting your
    empire building, Scarlett, but I have a serious question to ask you
    What would it take to convince you that you should leave me in peace
    and go back to Atlanta?" Scarlett gaped at himShe was genuinely
    astonishedHe couldn't possibly mean what he was saying, not after
    he
    had held her so tenderly last night"You're joking," she accusedI've never been more serious in my life, and I want
    you
    to take me seriouslyIt has never been my habit to explain to anyone
    what I'm doing or what I'm thinking; nor do I have any real confidence
    that you will understand what I'm going to tell youBut I'm going to
    try"I am working harder than I've ever had to work in my life,
    ScarlettI burned my bridges in Charleston so thoroughly and so
    publicly that the stench of the destruction is still in the nostrils of
    everyone in townIt's immeasurably stronger than the worst Sherman
    could do, because I was one of their own, and I defied everything they
    built their lives onWinning my way back into Charleston's good
    graces is like climbing an ice-covered mountain in the darkOne slip,
    and I'm deadSo far I've been very cautious and very slow, and I've
    made some small headwayI can't take the risk of your destroying all
    I've doneI want you to leave, and I'm asking your pric
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    6:50 pm
    @@@@@This one with swarthy Latin skin, or that
    @@@@@This one with
    swarthy Latin skin, or that one with black eyes and a dark mustache; ‘He is really Carlos, you
    know’—how often have I heard the phrases! But no, no man has ever come up to me and said, ‘I
    am he and I make your life pleasant, you aging elegant prostitute I simply report to old men who
    every now and then convey information that I must have—such as this evening on the boulevard
    Lefebvre Bourne got to his feet, stretching his body and looking down at his prisoner on the
    bench“I can get you out,” he said quietly“Out of Paris, out of EuropeBeyond Carlos’s reachDo
    you want that?”
    “As eagerly as Santos did,” answered Lavier, her eyes imploring“I willingly trade my
    allegiance from him to you
    “Why?”
    “Because he is old and gray-faced and is no match for youYou offer me life; he offers death
    “That’s a reasonable decision, then,” said Jason, a tentative but warm smile on his lips“Do you
    have any money? With you, I mean?”
    “Nuns are sworn to poverty, monsieur,” replied Dominique Lavier, returning his smile
    “Actually, I have several hundred francsWhy?”
    “It’s not enough,” continued Bourne, reaching into his pocket and taking out his impressive roll
    of franc notes“Here’s three thousand,” he said, handing her the money“Buy some clothes
    somewhere—I’m sure you know how—and take a room at the the Meurice on the rue de Rivoli
    “What name should I use?”
    “What suits you?”
    “How about Brielle? A lovely seaside townGive me ten minutes to get out of here and then leaveI’ll see you at the Meurice
    at noon
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    282
    “With all my heart, Jason Bourne!”
    “Let’s forget that name
    The Chameleon walked out of the Bois de Boulogne to the nearest taxi stationWithin minutes
    an ecstatic cabdriver accepted a hundred francs to remain in place at the end of the three-vehicle
    line, his passenger slumped in the rear seat waiting to hear the words
    “The nun comes out, monsieur!” cried the driver“She enters the first taxi!”
    “Follow it,” said Jason, sitting up
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    6:50 pm
    @@@@@ "Yes, that's pretty much itSo I copied
    @@@@@
    "Yes, that's pretty much itSo I copied Dalí-"
    Nannuzzi waved a hand"Those paintings out there
    are nothing like DalíAnd I won't discuss schools
    of art with you, Edgar, or stoop to using words
    ending in ismYou don't belong to any school of
    art, because you don't know any
    "I know buildings," I said
    "Then why don't you paint buildings?"
    I shook my headI could have told him the thought
    had never crossed my mind, but it would have been
    closer to the truth to say it had never crossed my
    missing armYou're an American primitive
    Nothing wrong with thatGrandma Moses was an
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    American primitiveJackson Pollock was another
    The point is, Edgar, you're talentedI simply couldn't
    figure out what to say
    "Thank the man, Edgar," he saidAnd if you do decide to show, Edgar,
    please come to the Scoto firstI'll make you the
    best deal of any gallery on Palm Avenue
    "Are you kidding? Of course I'll come here first
    "And of course I'll vet the contract," Wireman
    said with a choirboy's smile
    Nannuzzi smiled in return"You should and I
    welcome itNot that you'll find a lot to vet; the
    standard Scoto first-artist contract is a page and
    half longNannuzzi," I said, "I really don't know how
    to thank you
    "You already did," he said"I clutched my heart -
    what's left of it - and fell
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    6:54 pm
    @@@@@I flinched away from the memory of the
    @@@@@I flinched away from the memory of
    the silver blood smeared all over the hands of my friend
    Melanie twisted uneasily, trying to escape the torment in my head
    Wanda? They're just going to shoot her
    Should this comfort me? I couldn't avoid the imagined tableauAaron, the Seeker's gun in his
    hand; the Seeker's body slowly crumpling to the stone floor, the red blood pooling around her…
    You don't have to watch
    That wouldn't stop it from happening
    Melanie's thoughts became a little franticut we want her to dieRight? She killed Wes!
    Besides, she can't stay alive
    She was right about everything, of courseIt was true that there was no way the Seeker could
    stay aliveImprisoned, she would work doggedly to escapeFreed, she would quickly be the
    death of all my family
    It was true she had killed WesHe was so young and so lovedHis death left a burning agony in
    its wakeI understood the claim of human justice that demanded her life in return
    It was also true that I wanted her to die
    “Wanda? Wanda?”
    Jamie shook my armIt took me a moment to realize that someone had called my namePerhaps
    many times already
    “Wanda?” Jeb's voice asked againHe was standing over meHis face was expressionless, the blank facade that meant
    he was in the grip of some strong emotion
    “The boys want to know if you have any questions for the See
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    6:59 pm
    @@@@@The thought gave him some reliefOkay, then,
    @@@@@The thought gave him some reliefOkay, then, he said at last
    He stared at the jungle which slid thickly past on either side of the truck

    Red saw Minetta at midday chow when the platoon came in from working on the roadAfter he filed through the chow line, he sat down beside Minetta, and laid his mess gear on the groundWith a grunt he eased his back against a tree"Just got back, huh?" he nodded to Minetta
    "Yeah, this morning
    "They kept you pretty long for just a scratch," Red said Minetta was silent for a moment and then added, "Well, you know how it is, hard to get in, hard to get out He swallowed a mouthful of Vienna sausage"I had a pretty soft time there
    Red piddled the dehydrated mashed potatoes and canned string beans with his spoonIt was the only eating utensil he owned; months ago he had thrown away his knife and fork"They treated you pretty good, huh?" He was annoyed with his own curiosity
    "Damn good," Minetta saidHe swallowed some coffee"Well, I had a run-in with a doctor there, the sonofabitchI lost my temper and told him where to get off, so I'm on company duty now, but outside of that it was okayThey continued eating in silence
    Red was uncomfortableFor weeks his kidneys had been growing more painful, and that morning on the road he had strained himself badly in lifting a pickA severe pain had seized him at the top of his swing, and he had ground his teeth, his fingers tremblingAfter a minute or so he had been forced to quit, and his back had throbbed for the rest of the morning with a dull constant acheWhen the trucks had come, he had hoisted himself with great difficulty over the tail ga
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    6:59 pm
    @@@@@ "Perhaps we should sit downIt's a long,
    @@@@@
    "Perhaps we should sit downIt's a long, tiring story Slowly,
    methodically, rigidly unemotional, Rhett told his sister about Scarlett's
    two earlier marriages, about his proposal and Scarlett's agreement to
    marry him for his moneyHe also told her about Scarlett's
    near-obsessive love for Ashley Wilkes throughout all the years he'd
    known her"But if you knew that, why on earth did you marry her?"
    Rosemary asked"Why?" Rhett's mouth twisted in a smile
    "Because she was so full of fire and so recklessly, stubbornly brave
    Because she was such a child beneath all her pretenses
    Because she was unlike any woman I had ever knownShe fascinated
    me,
    infuriated me, drove me madI loved her as consumingly as she
    loved
    himFrom the day I first laid eyes on herIt was a kind of
    disease There was a weight of sorrow in his voiceHe bowed his
    head
    into his two hands and laughed shakilyHis voice was muffled and
    blurred by his fingers"What a grotesque practical joke life isNow
    Ashley Wilkes is a free man and would marry Scarlett on a moment's
    notice, and I want to be rid of herNaturally that makes her
    determined to have meShe wants only what she cannot have
    Rhett raised his head"I'm afraid," he said quietly, "afraid that it
    will all begin againI know that she's heartless and completely
    selfish, that she's like a child who cries for a toy and then breaks it
    once she has itBut there are moments when she tilts her head at a
    certain angle, or she smiles that gleeful smile, or she suddenly looks
    lost-and I come close to forgetting what I know Rosemary put her hand on his arm
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    6:50 pm
    @@@@@ First and immediately and without regard to
    @@@@@
    First and immediately and without regard to casualtiesTo put it plainly, my friend—and I hope
    you’re my friend—the Bournes, or whoever they are, are expendable
    “That’s really why you asked me to come over here this morning, isn’t it?” said Conklin,
    planting his cane on the floor and awkwardly getting to his feet
    “You’ve got your own game plan against Medusa—and we can’t be a part of itIt’s a fundamental conflict of interest
    “I’ll grant you thatWe’d louse you up in a minute if it’d help Jason and MarieNaturally, my
    personal and professional opinion is that if the whole fucking United States government can’t rip
    out a Medusa without sacrificing a man and a woman who’ve given so much, I’m not sure it’s
    worth a damn!”
    “Neither am I,” said Holland, standing up behind the desk“But I swore an oath to try—in order
    of my sworn priorities
    “Have I got any perks left?”
    “Anything I can get you that doesn’t compromise our going after Medusa
    “How about two seats on a military aircraft, Agencycleared, to Paris
    “Two seats?”
    “Panov and meWe went to Hong Kong together, why not Paris?”
    “Alex, you’re out of your goddamned mind!”
    “I don’t think you understand, PeterMo’s wife died ten years after they were married, and I
    never had the courage to give it a trySo you see, ‘Jason Bourne’ and Marie are the only family we
    haveShe makes a hell of a meat loaf, let me tell you
    “Two tickets to Paris,” said Holland, his face ashen
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    298
    29
    Marie watched her husband as he walked back and forth, the pacing deliberate, energizedHe
    tramped angrily between the writing table and the sunlit curtains of the two windows overlooking
    the front lawn of the Auberge des Artistes in BarbizonThe country inn was the one Marie
    remembered, but it was not part of David Webb’s memory; and when he said as much, his wife
    briefly closed her eyes, hearing another voice from years ago
    “Above everything, he’s got to avoid extreme stress, the kind of tension that goes with survival
    under life—threatening circumstancesIf you see him regressing into that state of mind—and you’ll
    know it when you see it—stop himSeduce him, slap him, cry, get angry anything, just stop
    him Morris Panov, dear friend, doctor and the guiding force behind her husband’s thera
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    6:50 pm
    @@@@@would you like the hallucinogenic
    @@@@@would you like the
    hallucinogenic shit?"
    "Yes, please
    "You want to see if it matches yours, don't you?"
    "Yes And a question occurred to meOne of some
    import, maybe"Wireman, did you have any of these
    telepathic burstswhatever
    you want to call thembefore you came to Duma
    Key?" I was thinking of Monica Goldstein's dog,
    Gandalf, and how I seemed to have choked him with
    an arm I no longer had
    "Yes, two or three," he said"I may tell you
    about them in time, Edgar, but I don't want to
    stick Jack with Miss Eastlake for too longAll
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    other considerations aside, she's apt to be
    worried about me
    I could have said that Jack - also sort of a dear
    thing - would probably be worried, too, but
    instead I only told him to go on
    "You often have a redness about you, muchacho,"
    Wireman said"I don't think it's an aura, exactly,
    and it's not exactly a thoughtI've gotten it from you as a word as well as a
    color on three or four occasionsAnd yes, once
    when I was off Duma KeyWhen we were at the
    Scoto
    "When I was stuck for a word
    "Were you? I don't remember
    "Neither do I, but I'm sure that was itRed's a
    mnemonic for meFrom a Reba McEntyre
    song, of all thingsI found it almost by accident
    And there's something else, I guessWhen I forget
    stuff I tend to get
    "A little pissed off?"
    I thought of how I'd taken Pam by the throa
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    7:03 pm
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    "What?" I asked in amazementYou will work the same three hours every
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    I couldn't believe what I was hearing
    "I've already had this conversation with MikeHe's already working, dusting and stacking canned goods for freeYou'd better hurry and get back there
    "That's not fair," I shouted"You've got to pay something
    "You said you wanted to learnIf you don't gucci bookbag learn this now, you'll grow up to be like the two women and the older man sitting in my living room, working for money and hoping I don't fire themOr like your dad, earning lots of money only to be in debt up to his eyeballs, hoping more money will solve the problemIf that's what you want, chanel pearl I'll go back to our original deal of 10 cents an hourOr you can do what most people grow up to doComplain that there is not enough pay, quit and go looking for another job
    "But what do I do?" I asked
    Rich dad tapped me on the head"If you use it well, you will soon thank me for giving you an chanel white bag opportunity, and you will grow into a rich man
    I stood there still not believing what a raw deal I had been handedHere I came to ask for a raise, and now I was being told to keep working for nothing
    Rich dad tapped me on the head again and said, "Use thisNow get out of here and get back to tiffany's jewelry wor
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    10:05 pm
    @@@@@He allowed himself this thought, brought it
    @@@@@He allowed himself this thought, brought it almost to the point of words and then forced it backBut it caused him a deep depression
    If only he had conceived that patrol a little earlier in the campaign, had had time to work it out more completelyIt had been a botch, and Hearn was dead
    Well, one could not really call it a shockStill, for a little while, Hearn had been the only man in the division who was capable of understanding his more ambitious plans, capable even of understanding himBut Hearn had not been big enoughHe had looked, become frightened, and crawled away, throwing mud
    He knew why he had punished him, he knew it was not accidental that he had assigned Hearn to reconAnd his end had not been unforeseenCummings had extracted at first a fragile grain of pleasure from itfor an instant when he first heard the news of Hearn's death, it had hurt him, wrenched his heart with a cruel fistHe had almost grieved for Hearn, and then it had been covered over by something else, something more complexFor days whenever Cummings thought of the Lieutenant he would feel a mingled pain and satisfaction
    In the end the important thing was always to tot up your profit and lossThe campaign had taken a week more than had been allowed for it, and that was not going to count too effectively for himBut there had been a time only a week or two ago when he would have settled for an extra monthBesides, as far as Army was concerned, the campaign had been won by the side invasion of BotoiThat would be undeniably in his favorAltogether, he had not been either fundamentally hurt or benefited by AnopopeiWhen the Philippines came up he would have the entire division to employ and a chance to achieve some more striking resultsBut before that the men would have to be shaken up, given vigorous training, and their discipline would have to be improvedHe had again the same anger he had felt in the last month of the Anopopei campaignThe men resisted him, resisted change, with maddening inertiaNo matter how you pushed them, they always gave ground sullenly, regrouped once the pressure was
    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    6:58 pm
    @@@@@ Ashley accepted his hat and gloves from
    @@@@@
    Ashley accepted his hat and gloves from the maidOh-Ashley, you will grant my favor I asked, won't you? I'll
    be miserable if you don't
    "I don't think-"
    "I swear to you, Ashley Wilkes, if you don't let me
    set up a little fund for Beau, I'll cry like a river over its banks
    And you know as well as I do that no gentleman ever deliberately
    makes
    a lady cryAshley bowed over her hand"I was thinking how much
    you'd changed, Scarlett, but I was wrongYou can still wrap men
    around your little finger and make them like itI'd be a bad father
    to deny Beau a gift from you
    "Oh, Ashley, I do love you and I always will And run to
    the kitchen and tell that, Scarlett thought as she watched the maid
    close the door behind AshleyMight as well give all the old cats
    something good to gossip about
    Besides, I do love Ashley and always will, in a way they'd never
    understandIt took much longer than she'd expected for Scarlett to
    accomplish her business in AtlantaShe didn't leave for Tara until
    June 10Almost a month away from Cat already! I can't bear itI probably missed a new tooth, maybe two
    Suppose
    she was fretful and nobody knew that she'd feel better if she could
    splash in the water? It's so hot, tooShe might have prickly heat
    A little Irish baby doesn't know anything about hot weatherDuring
    her final week in Atlanta Scarlett was so jumpy with nerves that she
    could hardly sleepWhy wouldn't it rain? Red dust covered
    everything
    only a half hour after it had been wiped awayBut once on the train
    to Jonesboro she was able to relaxIn spite of the delays she had
    done everything she'd set out to do, and done it better than both
    Henry
    Hamilton and her new lawyer said it could be doneNaturally enough
    the saloon had been the easiestThe depression increased its
    business
    and its valu
    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    6:56 pm
    @@@@@ When did he get so bitter? Was it my fault?
    @@@@@
    When did he get so bitter? Was it my fault? Of course it was
    Melanie began sobbing in my headIt was distracting, loud–it made Jeb and Jamie's voices
    sound farther awaySo you don't need protectingWhat do you want?”
    This quick capitulation seemed to throw Jamie offHis eyes darted between Jeb's face and mine
    while he struggled to come up with a request
    “I–I want to talk with her… with it,” he finally saidHis voice was higher when he was unsure
    “She doesn't say much,” Jeb told him, “but you're welcome to try, kid
    Jeb pried my fingers off his armWhen he was free, he turned his back to the nearest wall,
    leaning into it as he eased himself to the floorHe settled in there, fidgeting until he found a
    comfortable positionThe gun stayed balanced in the cradle of his lapJeb's head lolled back
    against the wall, and his eyes closedIn seconds, he looked like he was asleep
    I stood where he'd left me, trying to keep my eyes off Jamie's face and failing
    Jamie was surprised again by Jeb's easy acquiescenceHe watched the old man recline on the
    floor with wide eyes that made him look youngerAfter a few minutes of perfect stillness from
    Jeb, Jamie looked back up at me, and his eyes tightened
    The way he stared at me–angry, trying hard to be brave and grown-up, but also showing the
    fear and pain so clearly in his dark eyes–had Melanie sobbing louder and my knees shaking
    Rather than take a chance with another collapse, I moved slowly to the tunnel wall across from
    Jeb and slid down to the floorI curled up around my bent legs, trying to be as small as possible
    Jamie watched me with cautious eyes and then took four slow steps forward until he stood over
    meHis glance flitted to Jeb, who hadn't moved or opened his eyes, and then Jamie knelt down
    at my sideHis face was suddenly intense, and it made him look more adult than any expression
    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
    7:29 pm
    @@@@@For a moment I thought it was going to drop
    @@@@@For a moment I thought it was going to
    drop through anyway, dragging them both along
    Then they gave a combined shout of effort and
    tumbled over backward with the lawn jockey on top
    of themIts grinning face and red cap were
    covered with huge lumbering beetlesSeveral
    dropped off onto Jack's straining face, and one
    fell directly into Wireman's mouthHe screamed,
    spat it out, and leaped to his feet, still
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    spitting and rubbing his lipsJack was beside him
    a moment later, dancing around him in a circle and
    brushing the bugs off his shirt
    "Water!" Wireman bellowed"Gimme the water, one
    of em got in my mouth, I could feel it crawling on
    my fucking tongue!"
    "No water," I said, rummaging in the considerably
    depleted bagNow on my knees, I could smell the
    air rising through the ragged hole in the cap far
    better than I wanted toIt was like air from a
    newly breached tombWhich, of course, it was
    "Cheeseburger, cheeseburger, Pepsi," Jack said
    I handed Wireman a can of sodaHe stared at it
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    Friday, December 10th, 2010
    7:02 pm
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    “My daughters,” replied Sir Thomas, gravely interposing, “have their
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    but the absence of some is not to debar the others of amusementNorris had not another word to sayShe saw decision in his
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    Jane Austen
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    William was required to be at Portsmouth on the 24th; the 22nd
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    despatch, and many a young lady went to bed that night with her
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    Mansfield Park
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    taste, the “how she should be dressed” was a point of painful solicitude;
    and the almost solitary ornament in her possession, a very
    pretty amber cross which William had brought her from Sicily, fake prada was
    the greatest distress of all, for she had nothing but a bit of ribbon to
    fasten it to; and though she had worn it in that manner once, would
    it be allowable at such a time in the midst of all the rich ornaments
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    not to wear the cross might be mortifying himThese were anxious
    considerations; enough to sober her spirits even under the prospect
    of a ball given principally for her gratification
    The preparations meanwhile went on, and Lady Bertram continued
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    Monday, December 6th, 2010
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