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From: Jenna Hopper
Subject: [Dahu-dev] Re [12]:
Date: Wed, 04 Oct 2006 17:17:30 -0000

Mrs. ! But after a while Paul did not notice the Ducky Daddles voice of the typewriter. He almost rejected it (was that a faint groan from down there in the sweatshops? "No. OOO.

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wise. N's! It spilled out of his fingers onto the board and then skittered toward the edge. He could vaguely remember drinking his own piss, how hot it had been, how salty. Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. He lay in bed looking at the ceiling, his throat dry and his heart beating fast. But after a while Paul did not notice the Ducky Daddles voice of the typewriter. Yes. OW! Yes. "No! ??

It spilled out of his fingers onto the board and then skittered toward the edge. I'll duck one of the two capsules she gives me every other time she brings them. I was hoping Misery's Child would finally be out in paperback, but no such luck. Because it was that bitter taste which brought the high tide in over the piling. It spilled out of his fingers onto the board and then skittered toward the edge. Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. I was hoping Misery's Child would finally be out in paperback, but no such luck. But after a while Paul did not notice the Ducky Daddles voice of the typewriter. I'll duck one of the two capsules she gives me every other time she brings them. Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. Because it was that bitter taste which brought the high tide in over the piling.

But after a while Paul did not notice the Ducky Daddles voice of the typewriter. Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. He lay in bed looking at the ceiling, his throat dry and his heart beating fast. Because it was that bitter taste which brought the high tide in over the piling. I was hoping Misery's Child would finally be out in paperback, but no such luck. But after a while Paul did not notice the Ducky Daddles voice of the typewriter. I'll duck one of the two capsules she gives me every other time she brings them. Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. Because it was that bitter taste which brought the high tide in over the piling. He lay in bed looking at the ceiling, his throat dry and his heart beating fast.


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