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From: Demetrius Sherman
Subject: [Gwm-general] Re [17]:
Date: Wed, 04 Oct 2006 02:52:57 -0000

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ru "AG! He almost rejected it (was that a faint groan from down there in the sweatshops? I was hoping Misery's Child would finally be out in paperback, but no such luck. He could vaguely remember drinking his own piss, how hot it had been, how salty. 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. A. No. ! I. or.

He almost rejected it (was that a faint groan from down there in the sweatshops? Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. He almost rejected it (was that a faint groan from down there in the sweatshops? Enough so he had gone into what she called respiratory depression at least once. 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. Because it was that bitter taste which brought the high tide in over the piling. 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. But after a while Paul did not notice the Ducky Daddles voice of the typewriter. I was hoping Misery's Child would finally be out in paperback, but no such luck.

He lay in bed looking at the ceiling, his throat dry and his heart beating fast. He almost rejected it (was that a faint groan from down there in the sweatshops? I'll duck one of the two capsules she gives me every other time she brings them. 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. I was hoping Misery's Child would finally be out in paperback, but no such luck. I'll duck one of the two capsules she gives me every other time she brings them. 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. 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.


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