To celebrate a successful end to my Faulkner seminar and its often-disconcerting term paper, I bought an antique-y edition of Knight's Gambit, sat down in a coffee shop, and read a couple chapters. Then I saw this:
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| Bill and Karl reunite. I get sick to my stomach. You can't see it in this still, but my hand's shaking as my body quakes. |
Damn you, Billy
Boy and Karl. I just can't escape those two.
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