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From: | Samuel Edwards |
Subject: | [Info-gnuts] fwd: |
Date: | Tue, 2 Jan 2007 01:00:12 +0600 |
As he was rolling across the parlor, the
scrapbook under the coffee table caught his eye again. It was much too big to
be a flower petal, and she thought it might be a dead bird of some
sort. It was much too big to be a
flower petal, and she thought it might be a dead bird of some sort. You tell them youd like two reams - a ream is a package of five hundred sheets - "I know that. Annie was in the second row, her face a blank white circle under her cap with its black stripe. He could see their shadows lying like construction-paper cutouts on the snow, but that was all. It was much too big to be a
flower petal, and she thought it might be a dead bird of some sort. You tell
them youd like two reams - a ream is a package of five hundred sheets - "I know
that. Annie was in the second row, her face a blank white circle under her cap
with its black stripe. He could see their shadows lying like construction-paper
cutouts on the snow, but that was all. As he was rolling across the parlor, the scrapbook under the coffee
table caught his eye again. It was much too big to be a flower petal, and she
thought it might be a dead bird of some sort.
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