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Monday, January 3rd, 2011

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    11:12a
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    replica rolex submariner,spy bag fendi,fake cartier,mens gucci watches,logo chanel@@@@@He is an odd boy, so adult, the relatives tell his motherAnd he is eager to please, a fine salesman on the honest side, but there are no potentialities for the big operator, the con manIt is all work, and the peculiar intimate union between his mother and himself of people who work together for many yearsDuring the time he is in high school there are impossible dreams about college, of being an engineer or a scientistIn his little spare time he reads technical books, dreams of replica rolex submariner leaving the candy storeBut of course when he does it is to work in a warehouse as a shipping clerk while his mother employs a kid to do the work he has done formerly
    And there are no contactsHis speech is different, quite different from that of the men with whom he works, the few boys he knows on the blockThere is virtually nothing of the hoarse rough compassionate accent of BrooklynIt is like his mother's speech, slightly formal, almost with an accent, a loving use of bigger words than spy bag fendi are really necessaryAnd when at night he sits on one of the stoops and talks to the youths with whom he grew up, whom he has watched play stick ball and touch football on the streets for many years, there is a difference between them and him
    Look at the knockers on her, Murray says
    Joey smiles uncomfortably, sits among the dozen other youths on the stoop, watches the foliage of the Brooklyn trees rustle in contented bourgeois rhythms over his head
    She got a rich father, Riesel fake cartier says
    And two steps farther down, they are arguing about batting averagesWhadeya mean? I know, ya wanta bet on it? Listen, that was the day I woulda made sixteen bucks if Brooklyn wonI had Hack Wilson picked for two for five to bring him up to 81 and Brooklyn to win, and he did three for four only they dropped it to the Cubs 7-2 and I lostWhadeya handing me ya want to bet on it?
    Goldstein's cheek muscles are tired from the stupid outsider grinHow come you didn't go with us to the Giant mens gucci watches doubleheader?
    Oh, I don't know, somehow I never can concern myself properly with baseball
    Another girl wiggles by in the Brooklyn gloaming, and Riesel, the card, stalks after her, moving like an apeWheeeeeeh, he whistles, and her heels tap in the coquettish mating sounds of the bird flying away for only this night
    What bumpers on her

    You don't belong to the Panthers, do you, Joey? says the girl sitting next to him at the party
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    12:43p
    @@@@@“What do you propose we do, then,
    @@@@@“What do you propose we do, then, Wanda?”
    “I'll need a rock“You're going to have to hit me
    CHAPTER 44
    Healed
    Wanda…”
    “We don't have timeI'd do it myself, but I can't get the angle rightThere's no other way
    “I don't think I can… do it
    “For Jamie, even?” I pushed the good side of my face as hard as I could against the headrest of
    the passenger seat and closed my eyes
    Jared was holding the rough fist-sized stone I'd foundHe'd been weighing it in his hand for
    five minutes
    “You just have to get the first few layers of skin offJust hide the scar, that's allC'mon, Jared,
    we have to hurryJamie…”
    Tell him I said to do it nowAnd make it a good oneAnd make sure you do it hard enoughGet it all the first time
    “Do it, Jared!”
    He took a deep breath, a gaspI felt the air move and squeezed my eyes tighter
    It made a squishing sound and a thud–that was the first thing I noticed–and then the shock of
    the blow wore off, and I felt it, tooI hadn't meant to make any soundI knew that would make it worse for
    himBut so much was involuntary with this bodyTears sprang up in my eyes, and I coughed to
    hide a sobMy head rang, vibrated in aftershock
    “Wanda? Mel? I'm sorry!”
    His arms wrapped around us, pulled us into his c

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