Here are the subjects of all posts by user
de1975mit in June, 2010.
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| 1:20a | The bitterness became sharper, flooded him for a... |
| 1:21a | Red paused, and was disgusted with himselfHe... |
| 1:21a | I'm movin' anyway, Red says Somehow it seems... |
| 1:21a | Their shirts, from perspiration, became as wet as... |
| 1:22a | He looked around him, picked Polack and Minetta... |
| 1:20a | It had me from hello 3 - Drawing on New... |
| 1:29a | Because even in my grief, I understood that what... |
| 1:20a | It was very, very hard "What, muchacho?" Wireman... |
| 1:35a | But most of all it's sitting in the shade... |
| 1:20a | It was all his, all terrain which he could patrol... |
| 1:20a | Lefty Rizzo, the big kid, fourteen, runs the... |
| 1:27a | "It's only mopping up "Where do ya get that... |
| 1:25a | But when he looked up from the portrait,... |
| 4:32p | He wished he could light a cigarette They waited... |
| 1:20a | (He sighs and pats her on the arm Now, come on,... |
| 1:18a | All the bitterness and frustration of losing... |
| 1:30a | I'd kiss you, but for those sore-raddled lips of... |
| 1:29a | There was a song - I think by 510 Paul Simon -... |
| 1:21a | It means nothing, I told myself, but that... |
| 1:19a | The natural role of twentieth-century man is... - 1 reply |
| 1:49a | "MacArthur is gonna have us build him another... |
| 1:11a | Really, you should take my "Twenty years ago I... |
| 1:11a | God's ways were God's ways, he told himself, and... |
| 1:12a | He did not know what caused it in himself, but... |
| 1:17a | This morning, yes, it wasn't without its... |
| 1:14a | At the bottom you wrote "It's just a wind" and... |
| 1:12a | "Can I maybe expect your next call to begin 'I... |
| 1:16a | I picked up the short harpoon again, turning... |
| 1:19a | "Christ, I'm freezin'," Toglio shouted "Let's... |
| 1:19a | "Christ, I'm freezin'," Toglio shouted "Let's... |