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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    11:43 am
    @@@@@“I thought you got the message “I did and
    @@@@@“I thought
    you got the message
    “I did and it was rightCarlos may have his own radio by nowHe’s not alone, you knowIt’s
    why I’ve been wandering around looking for youThen it occurred to me that you and your
    brother-in-law might be up here in his office, a headquarters, as it were
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    164
    “It’s not very smart for you to be walking around out in the open
    “I’m not an idiot, monsieurI would have perished long before now if I wereWherever I
    walked I did so with great cautionIn truth, it’s why I made up my mind to find you, assuming
    you were not dead
    “I’m not and you found meWhat is it? You and the judge are supposed to be in an empty villa
    somewhere, not wandering aroundYou see, I have a plan, a stratagème, I believe would interest youI discussed
    it with Brendan—”
    “Brendan?”
    “His name, monsieurHe thinks my plan has merit and he’s a brilliant man, very sagace—”
    “Shrewd? Yes, I’m sure he is, but he’s not in our businessIn that sense we are all in the same businessHe thinks there is a degree of
    risk, but what plan under these circumstances is without risk?”
    “What’s your plan?”
    “It is a means to trap the Jackal with minimum danger to the other people here
    “That really worries you, doesn’t it?”
    “I told you why, so there’s no reason to repeat itThere are men and women together out there—

    “Go on,” broke in Bourne, irritated“What’s this strategy of yours, and you’d better understand
    that I intend to take out the Jackal if I have to hold this whole goddamned island hostageI’m not in
    a giving mood
    “So you and Carlos stalk each other in the night? Two crazed middle-aged hunters obsessed with
    killing each other, not caring who else is killed or wounded or maimed for life in the bargain?”
    “You want compassion, go to a church and appeal to that God of yours who pisses on this
    planet! He’s either got one hell of a warped sense of humor or he’s a sadistNow either talk sense
    or I’m getting out of here
    “I’ve thought this out—”
    “Talk!”
    “I know the monseigneur, know the way he think
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    11:43 am
    @@@@@ He looked at me inscrutably His large face
    @@@@@ He looked at me inscrutably
    His large face was made for such an expression;
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    etched on King Tut's tomb, I believe it might have
    made even Howard Carter consider"And if you do
    anything at the end of that year, Edgar, for God's
    sake - no, for your daughters' sake - make it look
    good
    He had nearly disappeared into the old sofa; now
    he began to struggle up againI stepped forward
    to help him and he waved me awayHe made it to
    his feet at last, wheezing more loudly than ever,
    and took up his briefcaseHe looked down at me
    from his height of six and a half feet, those
    staring eyeballs with their yellowish corneas made
    even larger by his glasses, which had very thick
    lenses
    "Edgar, does anything make you happy?"
    I considered the surface of this question (the
    only part that seemed safe) and said, "I used to
    sketch It had actually been a little more than
    just sketching, but that was long agoSince then,
    other things had intervened
    Both of which were now going or gone
    33
    I thought of telling him I'd once dreamed of art
    school - had even bought the occasional book of
    reproductions when I could afford to - and then
    didn'tIn the last thirty years, my contribution
    to the world of art had consisted of little more
    than doodles while taking telephone calls, and it
    had probably been ten years since I'd bought the
    sort of picture-book that belongs on a coffee
    table where it can impress your friends
    "Since then?"
    I considered lying - didn't want to seem like a
    complete fixated drudge - but stuck to the truth
    One-armed men should tell the truth whenever
    possibleWireman doesn't say that; I do
    "Take it up again," Kamen advised
    "Hedges," I said, bemused He looked surprised and a little
    disappointed, as if I had failed to understand a
    very simple concept"Hedges against the night
    vi
    34
    A week or so later, Tom Riley came to see me again
    By then the leaves had started to turn color, and
    I remember the clerks putting up Halloween posters
    in the Wal-Mart where I bought my first sketchpads
    since collegehell, maybe since high school
    What I remember most clearly about that visit is
    how embarrassed and ill-at-ease Tom seemed
    I offered him a beer and he took me up on i
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    11:51 am
    @@@@@ “I nominate Lily,” Wes called out, getting
    @@@@@
    “I nominate Lily,” Wes called out, getting to his feet and stretching
    “Yeah, Andy and Lily
    “I want Kyle,” Andy said quickly
    “Then I get Ian,” Lily countered
    Jamie got to his feet and stood on his toes, trying to look tall
    The roll call continuedJamie glowed when Lily chose him before half the adults were taken
    Even Maggie and Jeb were picked for teamsThe numbers were even until Lucina came back
    with Jared, her two small boys bouncing in excitementJared had a shiny new soccer ball in his
    hand; he held it out, and Isaiah, the older child, jumped up and down trying to knock it from his
    hand
    I shook my head and pointed to my leg
    I'm good at soccer,Mel grumbled
    I can hardly walk,I reminded her
    “I think I'll sit this one out,” Ian said
    “No,” Wes complained“They've got Kyle and JaredWe're dead without you“I'll… I'll keep score
    He looked at me, his lips pressed into a thin, rigid line“I'm not really in the mood for playing a
    game
    “C'mon, Ian,” Jamie urged
    “I want to watch,” I said“But it will be… boring if one team has too much advantage“You really are the worst liar I've ever met
    But he got up and started stretching with W
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    11:51 am
    @@@@@The boards grate against his hipbones, and
    @@@@@The boards grate against his hipbones, and his shoulder becomes stiffHe has to lie on his back with his knees propped toward the sky, and his hands under his head; when he gets up his fingers are numb for many minutes
    Red is awakened by a jarring shock in his skullHe springs up, sees the policeman raising his nightstick to strike the soles of his shoes again
    Okay, I'm movin', take it easy
    You ought to know better than to stay here, Mac
    In the false dawn of four Athe milk trucks are advancing' slowly down the silent streetsRed watches the horse chomp at his feed bag, and walks down toward the railroadAt an all-night hash house, across from the black iron mangle of the railroad yards, he nurses a cup of coffee and a doughnut until it is morningFor a long time he stares at the dirty floor and the white marble counter with its coffee rings, the round celluloid cake coversOnce he falls asleep with his head on the counter
    Aaah, I been doing this too longIt's no good steady, and it's no good bummingYa lose whatever you want when you start goin' for it

    At first it looks like his period of relative prosperity and then like the tail of the comet, but it turns out to be neitherHe catches a job as a truck driver on an overnight freight route from Boston to New York, and holds it for two yearsRoute 1 wears a furrow in his mindBoston to Providence to Groton to New London to New Haven to Stamford to the Bronx to the markets, and back the next nightHe has a room on West 48th, near Tenth Avenue, and he can save money if he tries
    But he hates the truckIt's the coal mines in open air, it jars at his back and in a thousand, a million tiny jounces, his kidneys begin to go and his stomach is too tricky in the morning to chance breakfastMaybe there has been one park bench too many, maybe there was too much rain in too many open places, but the truck route is no goodThe last hundred miles he always drives with his teeth clenchedHe drinks a lot, drifting along the bars on Ninth and Tenth Avenues, and sometimes he spends his free time in one movie house after another, the tawdry second-runs on 42nd Street
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    11:43 am
    @@@@@She threw the newspaper on the floorA
    @@@@@She threw
    the newspaper on the floorA front-page headline caught her eye
    CARNIVAL TO CONCLUDE WITH MASQUERADE BALLThat must be
    what the old
    dragon and Maybelle were talking about, she thoughtEveryone in the
    world except me is going to wonderful partiesShe snatched the
    paper
    up again to read the article: It can now be announced, planning and
    preparations being complete, that Atlanta will be graced on January
    6th
    next with a Carnival sure to rival the magnificence of New Orleans'
    famous Mardi GrasThe Twelfth Night Revelers is a body lately
    formed
    by our city's leading figures from the worlds of society and business,
    and the instigators of this fabulous eventThe King of Carnival will
    reign over Atlanta, attended by a Court of Noblemen
    He will enter the city and transverse it on a royal float in a parade
    that is expected to exceed a mile in lengthAll the city's citizens,
    his subjects for the day, are invited to view the parade and marvel at
    its wondersSchedule and parade route will be announced in a later
    edition of this newspaperThe day-long revels will conclude at a
    Masked Ball for which DeGives Opera House will be transformed into a
    veritable WonderlandThe Revelers have distributed almost three
    hundred invitations to Atlanta's finest Knights and fairest Ladies"Damn!" said ScarlettThen desolation took hold of her, and she
    began to cry like a childIt wasn't fair for Rhett to be dancing and
    laughing in Charleston and all her enemies in Atlanta to be having a
    good time while she was stuck by herself in her huge silent house
    She'd never done anything bad enough to deserve such punishment
    You've never been so lily-livered that you let them make you cry,
    either, she told herself angrilyScarlett rubbed the tears away with
    the backs of her wristsShe wasn't going to wallow in miseryShe
    was going to go after what she wantedShe'd go to the Ball;
    somehow
    she'd find a wayIt was not impossible to get an invitation to the
    Ball, it wasn't even difficultScarlett learned that the vaunted
    parade would be made up largely of decorated wagons advertising
    products and storesThere was a fee for participants, of course, as
    well as the cost of decorating the "float," but all those businesses in
    the parade received two invitations to the Ba
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    11:43 am
    @@@@@ “So he laid it on me, Carlos laid it on
    @@@@@
    “So he laid it on me, Carlos laid it on me!”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    204
    “He’s an ingenious fucker, I’ll say that for himYou come after him and he uses a contract that
    freezes you in Paris
    “Then we turn it around!”
    “What the hell are you talking about? You get out!”
    “No wayWhile he thinks I’m running, hiding, evading—I’m walking right into his nest
    “You’re nuts! You get out while we can still get you out!”
    “No, I stay inNumber one, he figures I have to in order to reach him, but, as you say, he’s
    locked me in iceHe thinks that after all these years I’ll panic in my fashion and make stupid
    moves—God knows I made enough on Tranquility—but so stupid here that his army of old men
    will find me by looking in the right places and knowing what to look forChrist, he’s good! Shake
    the bastard up so he’ll make a mistakeI know the way he thinks and I’ll
    outthink himI’ll stay on course, no prolonged safe cave for me
    “Cave? What cave?”
    “A figure of speech, forget itI was in place before the news of Teagarten
    “You’re not okay, you’re a fruitcake! Get out!”
    “Sorry, Saint Alex, this is exactly where I want to beI’m going after the Jackal
    “Well, maybe I can move you off that place you’re clinging toI spoke to Marie a couple of
    hours agoGuess what, you aging Neanderthal? She’s flying to Paris
    “She can’t!”
    “That’s what I said, but she wasn’t in a listening modeShe said she knew all the places you and
    she used when you were running from us thirteen years agoThat you’d use them againBut she mustn’t!”
    “Tell her, not me
    “What’s the Tranquility number? I’ve been afraid to call her—to be honest, I’ve tried like hell to
    put her and the kids out of my mind
    “That’s the most reasonable statement you’ve made Conklin recited the 809 area
    code number, and the instant he had done so, Bourne slammed down the phone
    Frantically, Jason went through the agonizing process of relaying destination and credit card
    numbers, accompanied by the beeps and stutters of an overseas call to the Caribbean, and, finally,
    after subduing some idiot at the front desk of Tranquility Inn, got through to his brother-in-l
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    11:44 am
    @@@@@The group is called The HummingbirdsYou
    @@@@@The group is called The
    HummingbirdsYou should hear him - he sings like
    an angel
    138
    "I'll bet," I said
    She kissed me again, softly, on the cheek"I'm
    glad I came, DaddyAre you glad?"
    "More than you could ever know," I said, and found
    myself wishing she'd fall madly in love with Jack
    That would have solved everythingor so it
    seemed to me then
    x
    We had nothing so grand as Christmas dinner, but
    there was one of Jack's Astronaut Chickens, plus
    cranberry dressing, salad-in-a-bag, and rice
    puddingIlse ate two helpings of everything
    After we exchanged presents and exclaimed over
    them - everything was just what we wanted! - I
    took Ilse upstairs to Little Pink and showed her
    most of my artistic outputThe drawing I'd done
    of her boyfriend and the picture of the woman (if
    it was a woman) in red were tucked away on a high
    shelf in my bedroom closet, and there they would
    stay until my daughter was gone
    I had clipped about a dozen others - mostly
    sunsets - to squares of cardboard and leaned them
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    against the walls of the roomShe toured them
    onceStopped, then toured them againIt was
    night by then, my big upstairs window full of
    darknessThe tide was all the way out; the only
    way you even knew the Gulf was there was by its
    soft continual sighing as the waves ran up the
    sand and died
    "You really did these?" she said at lastShe
    turned and looked at me in a way that made me
    uncomfortableIt's the way one person looks at
    another when a serious re-evaluation is going on
    "I really did," I said"What do you think?"
    "They're goodMaybe better than goodThis one-"
    She bent and very carefully picked up the one that
    showed the conch sitting on the horizon-line, with
    yellow-orange sunset light blazing all around itexcuse me, so damn cr
    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    11:54 am
    @@@@@ I felt as if I were standing on the edge of
    @@@@@
    I felt as if I were standing on the edge of Walter's grave again, listening to the sound of sand
    falling into the darkness
    “No,” I moaned, fighting against the memory
    I turned mechanically and started walking with stiff strides toward the exit
    “Wait,” Ian said, but he didn't pull against the hand he still held
    Jeb caught up to me on the other side and shoved more food into my free hand
    “Eat for the kid's sake,” he said
    I bit into it without tasting, chewed without thinking, swallowed without feeling the food go
    down
    “Knew she was gonna overreact,” Jeb grumbled
    “So why did you tell her?” Ian asked, frustratedI wondered why he didn'tWas this worse even than I imagined?
    “Is he in the hospital?” I asked in an emotionless, inflectionless voice
    “No, no,” Ian assured me quickly
    I didn't even feel relief
    I would have gone into that room again for Jamie, even if it was still reeking of blood
    I didn't see the familiar caves I walked throughI barely noticed that it was dayI couldn't meet
    the eyes of any of the humans who stopped to stare at meI could only put one foot in front of
    the other until I finally reached the hallway
    There were a few people clustered in front of the seventh caveThe silk screen was pushed far
    aside, and they craned their necks to see into Jared's roomThey were all familiar, people I'd
    considered friendsJamie's friends, tooWhy were they here? Was his condition so unstable that
    they needed to check on him often?
    “Wanda,” someone said
    “Let her through,” Wes saidHe slapped Jeb on the
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    11:52 am
    dior bag,santos cartier,fake prada,black chanel...
    dior bag,santos cartier,fake prada,black chanel bag,chanel jewelry@@@@@They would stand guard at night, awaken a half hour after dawn, eat breakfast, wash their mess kits, shave, and load onto trucks which drove them through the jungle to the stretch of road upon which they were workingThey would return at noon, go out again after chow, and work until late afternoon when they would come back for supper, take a bath perhaps in the stream just outside the bivouac, and then go to sleep soon after darkThey had about an hour and a half of guard each night, and they were thoroughly accustomed to it; they dior bag had forgotten what it was like to sleep for eight consecutive hoursThe rainy season had come on and they were always wetAfter a time it was no longer a discomfortThe dampness of their clothing seemed perfectly natural to them, and it was very difficult to remember just what it had felt like to wear a dry uniform
    About a week after they had come back, a load of mail came to the islandThey were the first letters the men had received in several weeks, and for a night it relieved the changeless pattern of their livesOne of the santos cartier infrequent rations of beer was given out the same night, and the men finished their three cans quickly, and sat about without saying very muchThe beer had been far too inadequate to make them drunk; it made them only moody and reflective, it opened the gate to all their memories, and left them sad, hungering for things they could not name

    On the night they got their mail, Red drank his beer with Wilson and Gallagher, and did not return to his tent until darkHe had received no letters, which did not surprise him since he had not written fake prada to anyone in over a year, but he had felt a trace of disappointmentHe had never written to Lois, so he never heard from her; she didn't even know his addressBut once in a while, usually on mail-call nights, he had a momentary and irrational little hopeThe business with Lois was dead, but even so
    His depression had increased while he was with the other menGallagher was busy writing to his wife, leafing through the fifteen letters that had come from her in order to answer some of her questions, and Wilson had been complaining about black chanel bag his wife"Ah gave that damn woman lovin' she'll never forget, and now she's always fussin' over why Ah don' send some o' my pay
    "You're gonna die in jail," Red had snorted
    By the time he returned to his own tent, he was very depressedAt the entrance he kicked aside an empty beer can and crawled into the holeAs he straightened his twisted blankets in the dark, he swore a little"It's just like the goddam Army," he said to Wyman, "three cans of beerThey got more ways to tease a man
    Wyman twisted over in his bedding, and spoke up chanel jewelry so
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    11:43 am
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    gucci fabric,louis vuitton tote,mulberry bag,chanel bag price,chanel tote@@@@@"Go away," Scarlett said calmly"I
    am perfectly all rightI want to be by myself They
    obeyed without a wordShe was by herself whether she wanted to be
    or
    not, and no amount of brandy would make it any differentRhett
    wasn't
    coming home, this gucci fabric house wasn t home to him any moreShe'd known
    that
    for a long time but she'd refused to face itShe'd been a coward and
    a foolNo wonder she hadn't known that woman in the mirrorThat
    cowardly fool wasn't Scarlett O'HaraScarlett O'Hara louis vuitton tote didn't-what did
    they call it?-drown her sorrowsScarlett O'Hara didn't hide and
    hope
    She faced the worst the world could hand herAnd she went out into
    the danger to take what she wantedShe had
    come
    so close to defeating herselfIt was time-long past mulberry bag time-to
    take her life in her own handsShe had flung away
    that crutchHer whole body was crying out for a drink, but she
    refused to listenShe'd done harder things in her life, she could do
    thisShe shook her fist at the broken mirror"Bring on chanel bag price your
    seven years bad luck, damn you Her defiant laugh was raggedShe
    leaned against the table for a moment while she gathered her
    strength
    She had so much to doThen she walked over the destruction around
    her, her heels breaking the mirror into chanel tote
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    11:43 am
    chanel vintage,tank louis,gucci women...
    chanel vintage,tank louis,gucci women watches,cartier watch santos,balenciaga replica@@@@@He
    had to remember now; instinct had to propel him through his personal mistsThe end of the
    nightmare was at hand
    It was happening! Suddenly there was furious activity at the door as a third figure came rushing
    out, joining the other twoThe man was shorter than his male colleague, wearing a beret and
    carrying a briefcaseHe obviously issued orders that included the rear guard, who ran up to the
    pavement as the new arrival hurled his briefcase down over the brick stepsThe guard instantly
    clutched his weapon under his left arm and effortlessly caught the leather missile in midairNous partons! Vite!” chanel vintage shouted the second man, gesturing for the other two on the
    brick steps to precede him down to the vanThey did so, the man in the raincoat joining the guard
    at’ the rear doors, the woman accompanying the one who gave the ordersThe Jackal? Was it
    Carlos? Was it?
    Bourne desperately wanted to believe that it was—therefore, it was! The sound of the vehicle’s
    curbside door slamming shut was followed rapidly by the gunning of the vehicle’s powerful engine;
    both were a signalThe three other guards raced from their posts to the rear doors of the vanOne
    by one they climbed up inside after the man in the tank louis black raincoat, their legs stretched, arms bracing
    shoulders, curved hands gripping the two metal frames that with instant muscular strain propelled
    them inside as their weapons were thrown in front of themThen a pair of hands reached out for the
    interior door handles—
    Now! Bourne pulled the pin of the grenade and lurched to his feet, running as he had never run
    in his life toward the swinging rear doors of the vanHe dived, twisting his body in flight, landing
    on his back as he gripped the left panel and threw the grenade inside, the bomb’s release in his
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE gucci women watches ULTIMATUM
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    handSix seconds and it would detonateJason got to his knees, arms extended, and crashed the
    doors shutA fusillade of gunfire eruptedBut it was an unintended miracle—as the Jackal’s van
    was bulletproof, it was also impervious to bullets shot from within! There were no penetrations of
    the steel, only thuds and the screaming whistles of ricochets and the screams of the wounded
    inside
    The glistening vehicle shot forward on the boulevard Lefebvre as Bourne sprang to a crouch and
    raced toward the deserted storefronts on the east side of the streetHe was nearly across the wide
    avenue when the impossible cartier watch santos happenedThe impossible!
    The Jackal’s van blew up, the explosion firing the dark Paris sky, and the moment it happened a
    brown limousine screeched around the nearest corner, the windows open, men in the black spaces,
    weapons in their grips, spraying the entire area with thunderous, indiscriminate fireJason lunged
    into the nearest recess, curling up into a fetal position in the shadows, accepting the fact—not in
    fear but in fury—that it might well be his last moments of lifeFailed Marie and his
    children! He spun off the concrete, the weapon in his handHe would kill, kill!
    That was the way of Jason balenciaga replica Bour
    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
    11:53 am
    @@@@@ I remembered finding the picture of them at
    @@@@@
    I remembered finding the picture of them at the
    roadside stand with their arms around each other,
    and touching it with my missing right handThen
    rushing up to Little Pink with Reba clamped
    between my stump and my right sideA long time
    ago, that seemedI love you, Punkin! "Smiley" had
    written, but the picture I'd done that day with my
    Venus colored pencils (they also seemed a long
    time ago) had somehow mocked the idea of enduring
    love: the little girl in her little tennis dress,
    looking out at the enormous GulfTennis balls all
    around her feetMore floating in on the incoming
    waves
    That girl had been Reba, but also Ilse, andwho
    else? Elizabeth Eastlake?
    The idea came out of nowhere, but I thought yes
    487
    The water runs faster now, Elizabeth had said
    Soon come the rapidsDo you feel that?
    I felt it
    "Daddy, are you there?"
    "Yes," I said again"Honey, be good to yourself,
    okay? And try not to get too spun upMy friend
    down here says in the end we wear out our worries
    I sort of believe that
    "You always make me feel better," she said
    "How many bunches?"
    How many years since she'd asked that? Twelve?
    Fourteen? It didn't matter, I remembered the
    answer
    "A million and one for under your pillow," I said
    Then I said goodbye and hung up and thought that
    if Carson Jones hurt my daughter, I'd kill him
    The thought made me smile a little, wondering how
    many fathers had had the same thought and made the
    same promiseBut of all those fathers, I might be
    the only one who could kill a heedless, daughterhurting
    suitor with a few strokes of a paintbrush
    488
    xi
    Dario Nannuzzi and one of his partners, Jimmy
    Yoshida, came out the very next dayYoshida was a
    Japanese-American Dorian GrayGetting out of
    Nannuzzi's Jaguar in my driveway, dressed in faded
    straight-leg jeans and an even more faded Rihanna
    Pon De Replay tee-shirt, long black hair blowing
    in the breeze off the Gulf, he looked eighteenBy
    the time he got to the end of the walk, he looked
    twenty-ei
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    11:50 am
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    So the answer is:

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    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    11:47 am
    @@@@@ Miss Marsden hears them at lastDid you do
    @@@@@
    Miss Marsden hears them at lastDid you do it, Casimir?
    Me, teacher, why would I do it?
    Come up here, Casimir
    He walks up to her desk, leans against her arm when she puts it about himLooking at the class and winking as he lays his head on her shoulder
    Now, Casimir, don't do that
    Don't do what, teacher?
    Did you put the gum on the seats? Tell me the truth, I won't punish you
    There isn't any gum on Casimir's seat, Miss Marsden, Alice Rafferty says
    Why isn't there any? she asks him
    I dunno, teacher, maybe the kid who did it was scared of me
    Who did it, Casimir?
    Oh, I dunno, teacherDo ya want me to help clean the seats?
    Casimir, you should try to be a good boyHe walks back to his seat and on the pretense of helping the other boys, he whispers to the girls

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