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mdp.39015011340158	Attaway, William.	Let me breathe thunder.	1939		.txt	text/plain	31924	4425	104	"Maybe we look like good guys," I said. "The kid's a laugh, ain't he?" said Step loudly. "Yeah," said Step noncommittally, turning away. "I might suggest that you would like the luncheonette," said the waiter, before Step's fumbling "This kid's my son," said Step. "So far," said Step, "we ain't found no kind of "It ain't much as we're used to getting," said Step, feller gets too old to knock around," said Step. "One dame ain't no more 'n another," said Step. "He ain't funny," said Step, "he's yellow. The kid looked hurt clear through, like Step's "It ain't just that," said Step. my house," said Mag. Step put his hand on Mag's arm. "Guess that's right," said Mag. Step jumped up and took one of the bottles from "Oh, all right, kid, lead on," said Step. "Don't think he got anything," said Step. "They think you were after Anna," said Step.	./cache/mdp.39015011340158.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015011340158.txt