quot;too dirty?quot;

    quot;Maybe Ill let you read one sometime.quot;

    quot;ogetory yourself.quot;

    Very fe an invitation to readaloud. I made us bottling in a ce, began to read to tle sion of stage frig ory, Id finis t inevitable sense of scoming ime to develop. It  t prevents tole of  contract. Sed. S tts in anaso erest, tually a telltale frost over o buy a pair of shoes shed seen in some window.

    quot;Is t t; sosay. quot;Of course I like dykes t scare me a bit. But stories aboutdykes bore t of me. I just cant put myself in t; s;if its not about a couple of oldbull-dykes,  about?quot;

    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;

    quot;t;

    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.

    Still it ible: quot;s gruesome about t;

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