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    The Hollow Men, by Thomas Wolfe.  Great story from one of our greatest-though out of fashion now-writers.  C. Green jumped from the Drake Hotel

    The pavement finally halts all, stops all, answers all. It is the American pavement, Admiral Drake, our universal city sidewalk, a wide, hard stripe of grey-white cement, blocked accurately with dividing lines. It is the hardest, coldest, cruellest, most impersonal pavement in the world: all of the indifference, the atomic desolation, the exploded nothingness of one hundred million nameless "Greens" is in it.

    . On ne gagne que les combats que l'on mène

    by NearlyNormal on Tue May 14, 2013 at 03:10:50 PM PDT

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