Wednesday, January 28, 2009

dontchyaa

The slums in New York were a matrix of crime.

Mr. T, the family friend, was avuncular. He moved in when Martha’s mother died, and tended to Martha’s needs as well as he could.

Peter roved the forest, only stopping to listen to wild birdcalls.

Phillip was excited for his first day of school. Only after he had walked 4 miles to get to school, he realized he was sansculotte.

The group’s callowness made it impossible for them to survive on the Klondike Gold Stampede.

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