Nick sketches. The sun which we carne to see at dawn is above the ruins and our heads. The pages of ... Nick's book are calm. But the winds tear through me. If I were a tree, perhaps I could brace myself. But ...
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"Nick, will you be long?" "Couple of minutes," he says. ... howls and strikes a second time, and I see the columns fall.... Nick is not pinned between them. You ... airline's phone, and I dialed Nick's number and waited for his voice: "Everything all ...
old soul. You've been here before." "Never," I said. Nick winked ... question." I looked at Nick's deadpan face. He drank wine, and when Aisha asked if he wanted his ... Nick, we were in Lindos, and it was your mouth that touched his, your body that closed over his, your ...
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a poor fish-peddler all... the last moment belong to us... that agony our triumph and Nick ... "no priest..." Warden William Hendry is almost overcome. They are at Nick's cell ... guard's solemn, self-conscious familiarity, "Evening, Nick," and then a click, not of ...
"Poor bastard's probably senile." "What the hell," Nick said. ... love lost between him and Nick, I met James alone and we had nothing to say to each other. It ... see Mike's face all around here?" Nick said, and went on to describe the true ...
walk, the raccoons came for Nick's com. They also tore up some lettuce and beans. (If they find ... watched TV, bored to panic by soaps and game shows and all that scripted hilarity and dismay, Nick ...
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seem to be saying that the war's ended at last." Nick wanted a confession and this ... unconvincing. But dead accurate. "Right now," Nick said smoothly, "we're ... ignored the microphone Nick held only inches from the end of his nose. "At least you've ...
cially the lithographs as both bio graphical and aesthetic facts. It traces and isolates his central ...
