quot;too dirty?quot;
quot;Maybe Ill let you read one sometime.quot;
quot;ogetory yourself.quot;
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But I o compound take of ory of explaining it. ty t o suco mark ive, mindless show-off.
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turning blue. A sunrise breeze bandied tains.
quot; is today?quot;
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quot;t; Sood up. quot;My God,quot; s doh a moan.
quot;Its too gruesome.quot;
I ired enoug to be curious. I lay dohe bed and closed my eyes.
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quot;Not t I can never remember o catc forty-five. ticular about visitingen t gives you an lunc, lunc eleven. You can go at t sets of t to stay a; sil t;ttime to sleep, Id look consumptive, Id sag like a tenement, and t befair: a girl cant go to Sing Sing ;
quot;I suppose not.quot; t at ory was ebbing; she absorbedme again.
quot;All tors do make an effort to look t, and its very tender, itss as tiest everytoo, t effort to look nice andsmell nice too, and I love t. I love too, especially the colored ones.