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strategerie

Spent yesterday downtown with the manuscript, drawing up a battle plan for the remainder of the book with my trusty purple pen, and I think there is reason for cautious optimism. (For the moment we will ignore Napoleon's adage that no battle plan ever survives combat). But I am getting very tired of talking about this book in the conditional tense; at some point I would like to be able to describe it as it is.

I make the Coffee --- Boiling hot
And Full --- and then for Fun
I place a Napkin --- in Between
The Burger --- and --- the Bun.

DB: Listen, Emily ---- Carson and I are not going to wind up in the food preparation and hospitality industry, it's as simple as that. Take another guess.

TR (WHITMAN): I am Walt Whitman, I sing of the great arch,
Rising parabolically over the parking lot,
I sing of the food that comes quickly....

GK: No way, Walt ---- Dave and I are going to become authors.

SS: I got this other A by working at Arby's.

GK: Fine. But not us, Hester.

TR (AHAB): AYE, GIVE ME A WHALER, ME LAD. ON WHITE BREAD. WITH MAYONNAISE. A VANILLA SHAKE. TO GO! TO GO!

 

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