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27 Hungree? Our bones wuz sticken out around our harts. Sticken out frum the sheet like a bigg handle her bigg nekid foot. Nite came wit a can uf peas. Day wit its bad news. The clock tickt; the fridges buzz wit food in sum one else’s world. She sd bad dogg! an bad dogg! i thot—bad dogg iz terriblee too small words fer all the thorns an willies uf this world. emmanuel noose i-62.indd 27 1/4/10 4:32 PM ...

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