Story of a Life: In that dawnHarvill P., 1965 |
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Page 108
... hair , a pimp's moustache and bold boot - button eyes . Sewn into the breast pocket of his short navy - blue jacket with its maroon stripes was a piece of purple silk , a symbol of the elegant handkerchief it replaced . He also wore ...
... hair , a pimp's moustache and bold boot - button eyes . Sewn into the breast pocket of his short navy - blue jacket with its maroon stripes was a piece of purple silk , a symbol of the elegant handkerchief it replaced . He also wore ...
Page 123
... hair was pure gold , heavy , coiled in a knot in the nape of her neck . I brushed it with my hand as I was waiting on her , and I shivered all over - it seemed somehow so cold and springy . I begged her pardon of course , but she just ...
... hair was pure gold , heavy , coiled in a knot in the nape of her neck . I brushed it with my hand as I was waiting on her , and I shivered all over - it seemed somehow so cold and springy . I begged her pardon of course , but she just ...
Page 190
... hair , pulled it out and fell face down on the ground with a rending shriek . Her hands still clutching the tufts of hair , her arms jerked spasmodically in the puddle beside the track as though she were swimming . Then she jumped up ...
... hair , pulled it out and fell face down on the ground with a rending shriek . Her hands still clutching the tufts of hair , her arms jerked spasmodically in the puddle beside the track as though she were swimming . Then she jumped up ...
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Whirlpool page | 7 |
Blue Torches | 23 |
The Journalists Café | 36 |
Copyright | |
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