” She gave him a Marboro which he lit with a Zippo with an American flag on it. They joined the rabble of aspiring James Deans in torn jeans and bomber jackets and girls with Clairol black hair smoking clove cigarettes. The amazing tonic of the thought! From time to time she laid her hand upon Spurlock's forehead: it was still cold. Her cheeks burned for a moment or two when she reached the street, although she held her head upright and walked blithely, even humming to herself fragments of an old French song. This intelligence, which she instantly communicated to the carpenter, drove him almost frantic. “I have to go out. Like a trollop in heat.
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