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I sure do apologize.
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You sure you're okay?
:43:03
I'm fine, really.
:43:06
Actually, it's been helpful.
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But I guess I should get to work.
:43:15
It wasn't fair of me to do that.
:43:17
I'm pretty well-endowed physically.
:43:20
Don't feel bad, though.
:43:21
I wouldn't be
much of a match for you
:43:24
at mental gymnastics.
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Give me a holler
you need anything.
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[ Waves Wash Ashore ]
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[ Humming Old Black Joe ]
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If I close my eyes,
:44:04
I can almost smell the live oak.
:44:07
That's chicken fat, Bill.
:44:11
Well, my olfactory's
turning womanish on me--
:44:14
lying and deceitful.
:44:16
Still, I must say I haven't
felt peace like this
:44:19
since the grand productive days.
:44:22
Don't you find it so, Barton?
:44:25
Ain't writing peace?
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Well...
:44:32
actually...
:44:34
no, Bill.
:44:39
No. I've always found
:44:41
that writing comes
from a great inner pain.
:44:44
Maybe it's a pain
that comes from a realization
:44:47
that one must do something
for one's fellow man
:44:51
to help somehow ease the suffering.
:44:54
Maybe it's personal pain.
:44:57
At any rate, I don't believe