the middle of it like a damn piece of piling. He starts saluting me when I get out of my car and ...
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communicative, and companionable. My wife and I exchanged astonished but sur reptitious glances. I drew him out ...
nails, eh, Smooth-Dog?" "Mm hmm. But it's my unique manner of pres entation ...
my disrespect for much of what college professors used to do, but I submit that academic pedantry has ...
"my head could win him a castle in France it should not fail to go!" Neverthe less, ...
contented him self with what was his own and wished only "to command my own subjects," ...
nameless for se curity reasons (mine, not his) was, incidentally, a member of my secret fraternity. We had ...
"My Father Paints the Summer" is another poem on the kindred art. Eugene Delacroix receives ...
accordion and both were singing, in high quavering voices, "Nearer My God To Thee." Their ...
"My intention has been to paint in the same way as the medieval church painter, with the same tender ...
