I have a different game to play; and it'll be your own fault, if you don't come off the winner. Outside the post-office stood a nohatted, blond young man in gray flannels, who was elaborately affixing a stamp to a letter. “Hey sis!” He cried drunkenly. Was he really awake? The arrival and departure of this strange father lacked the essential human touch to make it real. From suburbs, from country towns—everywhere.
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