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Right, said Kate, so if I want to bring him a whole raft of stuff,
besides chocolate and licorice, what else. Jelly beans,
Quentin said
... " (p. 02)
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" ...
he was complaining about how dreary the hospital room was, and how
it was like being locked up in a motel room, which got everybody started
telling funny stories about motel rooms they´d known, and at Ursula´s story,
about the Luxury Budget Inn in Schenectady,
there was an uproar of laughter around his bed, while he watched them in silence
... " (p. 04) [Not exactly the Luxury Budget Inn (there is none in Schenectady) but another motel worth telling funny stories about.]
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" ...
in this situation his will to live counted more than anything else and that if
he really wanted to live, and trusted life, and liked himself well enough
(down, ol´ debbil Thanatos!),
he would live, he would be an exception
... " (p. 04)
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" ...
whatever the jealuosies and grievances from the past that have made us
wary and crancy with each other, when something like this happens
(the sky is falling, the sky is falling!)
you understand what´s really important.
I agree, Chicken Little,
he is reported to have said
... " (p. 05)
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