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The walls are painted white and there is good illumination from tall , old - fashioned windows ( blinds up ) and ... Half - empty mug of coffee on desk , Chemex flask and hot plate with pot on window sill , ashtray full of butts beside ...
The walls are painted white and there is good illumination from tall , old - fashioned windows ( blinds up ) and ... Half - empty mug of coffee on desk , Chemex flask and hot plate with pot on window sill , ashtray full of butts beside ...
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It was sheet rock actually and even the small sectioning job around the picture window had disappeared into the expanse of white- ness . The window had no curtains , but only by snapping out the heavy victorian lamp could he evaporate ...
It was sheet rock actually and even the small sectioning job around the picture window had disappeared into the expanse of white- ness . The window had no curtains , but only by snapping out the heavy victorian lamp could he evaporate ...
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They both looked out of the kitchen window at the snow fall . Still , dusty bits of the storm scattered down and across the surface . " It musta gone like fury . " said Cooper . Inside , a look at snow was different from that of outside ...
They both looked out of the kitchen window at the snow fall . Still , dusty bits of the storm scattered down and across the surface . " It musta gone like fury . " said Cooper . Inside , a look at snow was different from that of outside ...
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THE SEA GULLS Roy Sussman | 3 |
THE PHYSICIAN William R Freeman | 21 |
NOTES ON CONTRIBUTORS | 34 |
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