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It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenbergs, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.
Rorschach’s journal, October 12th, 1985. Dog carcass in alley this morning. Tire tread on burst…
It was love at first sight. The first time Yossarian saw the chaplain he fell madly in love with him.
Come up, Kinch. Come up, you fearful jesuit.