Letter From the Lower Right

Home Imported Letter From the Lower Right

as if he was passing through anweb. He knew that he wasnleaving South [sic]. His handsngripped hard upon the hinges ofnhis knees, his muscles flexed, hisnteeth clamped tightly, and hisnjaws were hard. The train rollednover, he was North again. ^nHard and sharp and hot and taut---n"Every young man . . .

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