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by Javantea
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Oct 2, 2012
Page "fiction" Paragraph 634
from Brown Corpus
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She began to laugh.
She was still laughing when I grabbed her and started rolling her on the bed.
After all I'm made of flesh and blood.
I'm not a plaster saint.
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