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doc#103 something about his face that disturbed me and it took several seconds to realize
doc#112 into a taxi. On the glass partition between me and the driver were three signs: one asked
doc#134 goin"? </p><p> "Yes". </p><p> "You don't hate me any more"? </p><p> Clayton choked, shook
doc#138 he came toward me sedately enough, showed me around the counter, offered me a seat inside
doc#103 moving, watching us carefully. It struck me as a very bright and very malnourished
doc#148 surreptitiously. I felt that her eyes were undressing me as if she were a painter and I a nude model
doc#138 their size in themselves meant nothing to me as long as I had no measure of comparison
doc#136 was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions. His mouth
doc#112 contemporary European ... mood of despair". But to me Beckett's writing had seemed permeated
doc#138 glow of a cigarette. Since they could see me but I not them, their presence in the hall
doc#145 'll have something permanent to remember me by"! </p><p> Sally left her choring to stand
doc#138 anything, I could do about it, he surprised me by referring me to the director of the
doc#137 don't care about that, either. You took me by surprise. But I'll know how to handle
doc#109 into myself for the spring that will send me catapulting recklessly into the chaos of
doc#148 in the morning. I felt that he looked at me coldly and appraisingly and seemed to be
doc#138 saw him assume a pompous air. When he saw me coming he turned his radio off. He made
doc#116 intelligence and background, has helped me do things many well-informed people would
doc#106 sufficient amount, the young people looked at me doubtingly. One girl expressed what was
doc#148 've noticed the way you've been looking at me ever since we met". </p><p> "I guess we both
doc#138 perforated, white-topped shoes; they somehow made me expect to see him launch into a vaudeville