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    deformed about   in t erm in prison or o ime  ot likely to go or  ot apt to do.

    Biff cocked o one side and said, here are you from?’

    quot;Nowhere.’

    *Now, you o be born somewennessee—Alabama—some place.’

    Blounts eyes were dreamy and unfocused. Carolina, he said.

    I can tell youve been around, Biff ed delicately.

    But t listening. urned from ter and aring out at ty street. After a moment o tain steps.

    Adios, he called back.

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    time  keep he words before him.

    tes and if it he palm of her hand.

    of  of cs and sure senderness came in him. he was uneasy.

    Restlessly Biff turned tention to Singer. te sat s and tagnant. he

    o treat Singer to a slug of w.

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    .B. came into t o beer. Or if tomer o ing for  liquor at ime ed it. Biff nodded to ly  it under ter along  take to toreroom bec a complete file of t dated back  a break for ty-one years.

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    tried to bring o ter for adrink, but t as soon as or own ever since he could remember.

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