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He didnt know what they were doing to one another. The tapes of Bonanza and Rawhide that Jack liked to watch soon had the same effect. Pretty soon he couldnt tell Rowdy from Little Joe.
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Jack clung tenaciously to the memories of the young Chinese women furnished him by his old friends Chiang Kaishek 
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This was, without him knowing it, Cactus Jacks way of telling them he loved them for giving him such sweet memories. L.
