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doc#138 | His job simply consisted in registering | new | men. When the phone rang he answered it |
doc#140 | even work -- although Pamela, now, in her | new | frame of mind, was careful not to pretend |
doc#142 | the first night's bedground. Two of the | new | hands, a Mexican named Jose Amado and a |
doc#143 | ancient brand of justice the men of the | new | West had believed long outdated. </p><p> |
doc#143 | waging a dedicated crusade against a lawless | new | society that was threatening a beloved |
doc#148 | incest) who ran one of those antique shops in | New | Orleans' Vieux Carre, the old French Quarter |
doc#148 | everlastingly in the southern sun. I had come to | New | Orleans two years earlier after graduating |
doc#148 | with a woman and introduce me to her as my | new | Aunt. They were married over the week-end |
doc#148 | a May and December combination. </p><p> My | new | Aunt was perhaps three or four years older |
doc#148 | contour of her face, her smile that was like | New | Orleans sunshine, the way she held her |