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I walked in . " What's going on ? " I said , feeling peeved . The mechanic looked up at me . " Yourn ? " he grunted . I nodded . " Checkin ' , " he said , bending over again . " Who told you to do that ? " " Boss , " he replied .
I walked in . " What's going on ? " I said , feeling peeved . The mechanic looked up at me . " Yourn ? " he grunted . I nodded . " Checkin ' , " he said , bending over again . " Who told you to do that ? " " Boss , " he replied .
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An old man , who had been sitting on the buggy , scrambled down and walked forward to sooth the scraggy horse between the shafts . He was dressed in faded denim pants , an equally faded shirt , and a dusty range hat sat on the back of ...
An old man , who had been sitting on the buggy , scrambled down and walked forward to sooth the scraggy horse between the shafts . He was dressed in faded denim pants , an equally faded shirt , and a dusty range hat sat on the back of ...
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A few stalks of wheat grew out of the patches of baked mud between the stones , and as we walked , locusts rose round us . Thousands of little yellow ones like wasps lay on the ground , while the loathsome large ones with white wings ...
A few stalks of wheat grew out of the patches of baked mud between the stones , and as we walked , locusts rose round us . Thousands of little yellow ones like wasps lay on the ground , while the loathsome large ones with white wings ...
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