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after Lem before Lem captain stung green lizards indian matchmaker love in large doses one of my teeth exploded our sacred books |
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The film of sweat on his neck might attract flies and she felt a pang of hunger. What would it taste like? The sweat. Better still, a fly? (Olivier Serrat, Green Lizards.) |
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