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Yes Ive had self-respect for a very long time.
They do like to suck.
Ready again to send his Son to die for us.
Thats one way of looking at it.
I tried to tell you but you wouldnt listen.
Probably we should have spoken up before this.
Until the scaring bell rang.
Have you tried any of the others?
Im not into disgust.
Wake up one dark night with a thumb in your eye.
Self-respect.
Very busy making the arrangements.
Yes Ive had it for a very long time too.
Scrumptious.
Learning to put the world together.
Not me.
Yes Ive had self-respect too its a very good thing self-respect.
The white vase holding the marigolds had fallen to the floor.
Dark hair across the pillow.
What?
Intolerably angry for short periods.
You can bank on it.
Colder weather coming and then warmer.
Give you a shirtful of sore tit.
Ways of dealing with them when they dont want you.
Until the scaring bell rang.
Thats my business.
Then he sobs, and faints.
Cold rolled veal.
You can lose confidence in your own experiences.
What?
Something is wrong.
And the myriad flower stalls with thread.99csw.comeir bursting sun-dapple. . . of the rainbow. . . good God. I read about it. In Die Welt.
Until the scaring bell rang.
Hair on it.
Will it rain again again?
Ive heard that.
Perhaps its medical.
In a symbiotic hug resembling that which obtains between pigeons and old ladies with bread crumbs.
Like sending a hired substitute to the war.
Its perfectly obvious.
Thats my business.
Where can a body get a spritz around here?
Getting very fond of you and your hands.
Feeling is whats important.
Stop being petty, stop trying to cut each others throat.
What is the motivation?
Its all been carefully considered.
The waiter was listening.
Thought I heard a dog barking.
Dog-Whipping Day. Eighteenth of October.
Yes I can take it or leave it.
Like trying to digest a saddle.
Its no mystery.
What?
Large piece of white plaster fell off the wall then.
A little forest or a night of dancing.
Wake up one dark night with a kiss in your eye.
I tried to tell you but you wouldnt listen.
Elegant way of putting chairs here and there.
Spiritual aridity which wa
九_九_藏_書s quite hard to reconcile with his surface gaiety.
As a wet nurse.
Matter of paring down to a supportable minimum.
Always darkest just before the dawn.
Have you tried any of the others?
In a bed.
Does it hurt?
Strung out like that along the hedges.
Thats my business.
A lady always does.
Friendship is difficult at best.
Yes, as a wet nurse. She was accepted.
Where the buffalo roam.
No it hasnt.
A week later she applied for a post in Warsaw.
Remembering, leaving, returning, staying.
Take it any way you like it.
A meeting. The men discontent. Crowded around Thomas. His orange tights, orange boots, silver belt buckle with rubies, white Sabatini shirt. His clear and true gold-rimmed spectacles. Complaints of the men: (1) Quality of the pemmican (2) That the leadership better fed, in general, than the rank and file (3) That the cable was cutting into shoulders and where were promised heavy canvas gloves? (4) Edmund (5) The rum ration could be doubled without damaging the high regard in which the rank and file held the leadership (6) What plan for read.99csw.comdealing with possibly hostile Wends? (7) Attention of the women monopolized by the leadership (8) Edmund (9) Couldnt the women just come and talk to them sometimes? (10) That the Dead Father sometimes dead weight, sometimes live weight, variations made feasance more difficult than strictly necessary, see contract provisions D, E, and F (11) Truncation of the pornographic film and what had happened next? (12) What of wholly arbitrary and ill-considered ban on fraternization with locals in territories hayfooted/straw-footed through? (13) Nonexistence of chaplain (14) Happy birthday. It is my birthday? Thomas exclaims, astonished. Yes, men reply, todays the day, where is the party? Thomas counting on his fingers. The men watch. Yes it is my birthday, he says at length, God damn it, you are right as rain. General heehaw, battering of Thomass back, Edmund whisks flask from hip, tilts. The Dead Father sitting in the road looking off into the far distance where fields of garlic grow. Thomas removes flask from Edmunds mouth. Julie practicing harmoni九九藏書ca, tune "Oh, Give Me a Home Where the Buffalo Roam." Emma gazing at immense shoulder of Dead Father, speculatively. Thomas begins to answer complaints point by point. Pemmican good for you, he says. Etc. Julie puts away mouth organ, moves to side of Emma.
I rehearsed the argument with him.
No its not.
Will it hurt?
Give you a fret in the gizzard.
If I pull this little white string, will you explode?
Any artist will do. Chewing red candy hearts.
They like to suck.
Not me I dont give a rats ass.
I can do anything when its not important.
Yes Ive had self-respect.
Worn out your welcome.
Thats one way of looking at it.
At other times unconscious in the street.
If I pop one will you pop one?
People are frightened.
You questioning what I swear by?
Hes not bad-looking.
Where can a body get a hit around here?
Did we have a good time?
Slept with a man once it was a very pleasant experience.
Nobody ever died of it.
How did that make you feel?
Reels of 16-mm. film each with a photograph on the box suggesting the particular motif or specialty.
Simple, hon
https://read.99csw.comest, generous feelings.
Think Im getting nosebleed.
You questioning my value system?
Sometimes he smells medical.
Unable to take him seriously at any level.
Since you have not as yet responded to my suggestion.
Time to go.
I cant remember.
Did you find the scene disgusting?
That was in Barcelona. Rounded up as a work-shy element.
Much cry and little wool.
Yes once youve had it for a very long time it doesnt make much difference any more.
I just see whether theyre friendly or unfriendly.
Why hasnt anyone had the simple decency?
What were we eating?
Havent made up my mind.
I can make it hot for you.
You must have studied English.
Various circumstances requiring my attention.
I mean when youre feeling bad youre glad to be alive.
God knows you tried.
What?
Two is one too many.
They disagree with me regularly but are not disloyal to me.
God knows I tried.
Something trembling in the balance.
The bathtub proved impossible to smash although I tried.
Said there were various ways of handling it but I thought I could keep the lid on.
Throw a little shit into the game.