Exquisite corpse of page 23
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here, because it amuses me.
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Don't be silly," I replied.
I was fretful about my abilities as a lover.
From the salad station at the other end of the line, I saw a brief, slurry exchange between Bobby and some of the guests.
M pulled the thick file towards him.
His eyes wandered slowly up to the date, which Ford was idly tapping at.
The stale, rancid smell of cigarette butts, the ashtrays all brimming.
He is gasping now.
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