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Or rather , I have stopped reading it . The morality of Corydon - with its long ... I would go on along this line but I have decided to stop another activity too , which is this damn diary . It no longer has any interest for me .
Or rather , I have stopped reading it . The morality of Corydon - with its long ... I would go on along this line but I have decided to stop another activity too , which is this damn diary . It no longer has any interest for me .
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to feel like Cagney again , but I suddenly felt how fake the whole thing was and I stopped beating hell out of the bricks and got mad at myself : Cagney ! Trench coats ! Beating on walls ! I felt cheap as hell .
to feel like Cagney again , but I suddenly felt how fake the whole thing was and I stopped beating hell out of the bricks and got mad at myself : Cagney ! Trench coats ! Beating on walls ! I felt cheap as hell .
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Suddenly Francois ' hands stopped moving ... they remained in trembling suspension . . .and the wave of sound reached her : “ she's gone again . ” People started turning to press in around Princess Zee , who was sprawled in the middle ...
Suddenly Francois ' hands stopped moving ... they remained in trembling suspension . . .and the wave of sound reached her : “ she's gone again . ” People started turning to press in around Princess Zee , who was sprawled in the middle ...
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