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  1. Rentitmen
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    17 июня 2011 13:14
    She told me more while we ate and drank, and on the pavement outside the restaurant, in the wine-warmed cool of the evening, we gazed into one another’s eyes even as she and Fairborn had done in the Albuquerque airport, and she answered my question before I could ask it.She told me some of this at the bookstore, with Raffles purring on her lap and other customers staying away in droves, as if they somehow sensed they would be intruding. She told me more at the Cedar Tavern on University Place, where we went after I closed for the day, and where she asked the waiter if they had rye whiskey. He came back to report that they had Old Overholt, and she ordered a double shot with water back.“Scotty, write me a letter, will you? Neiman-Marcus in Dallas – here’s the address, attention of a Mr. Murray in the credit department. Say that, confirming our phone conversation of today, I request a copy of the charge account application of… he glanced at the paper in his hand ”… an H. M. MacDonald, account number 071107. Say it’s in conjunction with an investigation being conducted by this department, and the information on the application will be kept confidential.“ He handed her the paper. ”Sonofabitch wouldn’t tell me nothing on the phone,“ he said, and walked back into his office.
  2. dred
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    29 ноября 2011 14:38
    ты американец что ли? am