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From: | Lincoln Morin |
Subject: | Fwd: Hello |
Date: | Thu, 28 Dec 2006 08:31:12 +0800 |
Then she picked up propane torch with the word
Bernz-0-matiC on it and twisted the valve on the side. The flesh of her face, which had previously seemed so fearsomely solid, now hung like lifeless dough. The flesh of her face, which
had previously seemed so fearsomely solid, now hung like lifeless dough. "Im sorry I hit you, Geoffrey - truly sorry, my dear old man, and Im sure you know it - but I must. The flesh of her
face, which had previously seemed so fearsomely solid, now hung like lifeless
dough. "Im sorry I hit you, Geoffrey - truly sorry, my dear old man, and Im sure you know it - but I must. The
flesh of her face, which had previously seemed so fearsomely solid, now hung
like lifeless dough.
all those things faded away to the magic-lantern shades they really were when the pain got bad enough. The flesh of her face, which had previously seemed so fearsomely solid, now hung like lifeless dough. "Im sorry I hit you, Geoffrey - truly sorry, my dear old man, and Im sure you know it - but I must. |
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