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doc#144 catapulted him head first into the wall. </p><p> The building shook, setting the lantern to
doc#145 again. "Nate! Nate"! he shouted. </p><p> The Burnsides, now ready to roll, were purposefully
doc#145 hair than that on a piece o' bacon". </p><p> The two tall brothers waited silently while
doc#146 consequence on this side of the street. </p><p> The Palace was an elaborate establishment,
doc#147 Donovan said as he jumped off the wing. The expression was his trade-mark, his open
doc#147 members of his flight fell in behind him. The dark brown bombs hanging under each wing
doc#147 under each wing looked large and powerful. The pilots' heads looked ridiculously small
doc#147 He shivered in the warm cockpit. </p><p> The overcast was solid above him. As far as
doc#147 on a collision course. Friend or enemy? The same old question. And only a few seconds
doc#148 had with him was to work four hours a day. The rest of the time I devoted to painting