Wednesday, March 21, 2012

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Me and Pete would go down to Old Man Killegrew's and listen to his radio. We would wait until after supper, after dark, and we would stand outside Old Man Killegrew's parlor window, and we could hear it because Old Man Killegrew's wife was deaf, and so he run the radio as loud as it would run, and so me and Pete could hear it plain as Old Man Killgrew's wife could, I reckon, even standing outside with the window closed.

- From Two Soldiers by William Faulkner

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