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A waiter in a neat white jacket and black trousers came to take their orders. What do you fancy? Gin? Yes, yes, yes. Good. Four gins, please, Lee. Cold, please. We had a small storm earlier. The dragon put on quite a show.
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brings rain, which the Chinese need for their rice fields, so its good fortune. I say, have you heard of an actress named Susan Wu? I saw her in a movie called Chan Rides Low. Ahh, well then... I wrote my doctoral More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Diane Wood dissertation on ambiguity in the American novel... Salvants voice trailed off suggestively. Then callaway upro
liked the film? Boyd beamed. I thought it was remarkable, Salvant said. He fell a wave of anxiety race across his stomach, then his face. Boyd was pleased. He waited while Lee served them their More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Diane Wood gins, neat in what looked like frosted quadruple jiggers. Susan Wu is a handsome woman, he said in kirk hinrich
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delicate building with a Chinese-style roof of green tiles-so More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Diane Wood modest and so unimposing as to be invisible in the tranquil garden. When they were out of earshot Salvant whispered, Why didnt you tell me about that movie earlier, asshole? Dammit, man. I fucked up, Quetglas whispered. How was I supposed to know Susan swine flu washington state
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