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From: | Franz Lunn |
Subject: | Re: gherkin flagman |
Date: | Fri, 16 Dec 2005 14:49:07 -0500 |
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8.00 9.95 9.95 4.95 23.45 9.95 9.95 5.95 by bad times and bad health, which led to worse times-in truth,
destitute times. Until a man came along, a strange man with an odd
calling and an even odder unwritten contract. After that, respect
returned in the form of sufficient money for decent food and acceptable
wine, for clothes that fit, making his woman look pretty again, and,
most important, for the doctors who made his woman feel better. The suit
and shirt he wore today had been dug out of a closet. In many ways he
and his woman were like the actors in a provincial touring company. They
had costumes for their various roles. It was their business. ... Today
was business. This morning, with the bells of the Angelus, was business.
The old man awkwardly, only partially, genuflected in front of the
holy cross and knelt down in the first seat of the sixth row from the
altar, his eyes on his watch. Two and a half minutes later he raised his |
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