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mdp.39015025358220	Cooper, Clarence L.	Weed, a novel	1961		.txt	text/plain	27512	2627	98	ground shocks from an explosion, like something he remembered from another country, and his kid's eyes looking on it all, a tiny, closed-mouth people, abjectly openedfaced as they watched all they had be destroyed. Oh, Lord, Ned said inside, I didn't want to kill that man. of being that way, when really, all she wanted was Ned. Oh, that little black man! at him now, Ned felt like a man dissected by the tiny "Sure," Ned said, "I'll hang you up just like a suit, in "I'd sure like to know what it is you do to Ned," Lorraine said in a soft voice. He didn't like the way his eyes looked at him, sometimes "It's like this," the whore said, and for the first time he "The little black man," Mama told him, "Ned Land. "I know about Wanda," Ned said, his voice trembling. "You get outta here, Ned man!" Mama said.	./cache/mdp.39015025358220.pdf	./txt/mdp.39015025358220.txt