” He writhed. ’ ‘Is it, now? Well you won’t, then, for he won’t hear nothing, missie. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. They thought that he was dead at first, and they took him to the hospital.
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