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SPAMTAMETER: please LQQk of the Quadrant, and beheld a posse of silent people escorting a cart, and on the cart, bound in a chair, her throat bandaged, and the bandage all bloody - horror! - the fisher-wife herself, who continued thenceforth to hag-ride my thoughts, and even to-day (as I recall the scene) darkens daylight. We went ht it, and it was Jerry. He thought we ware Indians. You can imagine how glad he was to see me.

-Elroy Ng at aram@ezmail.ru

Excerpt from The Lantern-Bearers by Robert Louis Stevenson


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