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Nobody Run Off With Her,” Roscoe Said. "she Just Run Off With Herself, I Guess.

A Man That Will Go Along With Six Killings Is Making His Escape A Little Slow.

Writing Is A Form Of Herding. I Herd Words Into Little Paragraph-like Clusters.

When Augustus Came Out On The Porch The Blue Pigs Were Eating A Rattlesnake—not A Very Big One. It Had Probably Just Been Crawling Around Looking For Shade When It Ran Into The Pigs. They Were Having A Fine Tug-of-war With It, And Its Rattling Days Were Over.

Texas Is Rich In Unredeemed Dreams