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Homer's (the blind man's) poetry as seen by the waiter "Iliad IV" ...thoughts as deep as Helen's valleys, whereto his widened eyes con spectacles were glued. He remembered her magnetic field too — since she had touched him — by her subdued "Howdy!" a kiss flung, "Pretty One!" said he. "What you up to, hon?" was her smiling say. He answered quickly, "Would you wait for me?" Ignorant he did not hear her "Ani! Anje!"
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01/09/09
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