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| ... old lady into the House, saying that she had slept for six weeks in their kitchen on a bed made up next to the stove; that she had come when her son died, although none of them had ever seen her before; but because her son had "once worked in ... |
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| ... her own house and then taken it out to the village oven--makes all the more valuable her daughter''s understanding of the complicated cooking stove. The same thing is true of the girl who learns to sew in the public school, and more than anything else, perhaps, of the girl ... |
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| ... Fizzies - methadone * Flag - appearance of blood in the vein * Flake - cocaine * Flakes - PCP * Flame cooking - smoking cocaine base by putting the pipe over a stove flame * Flamethrowers - cigarette laced with cocaine and heroin * Flash - LSD * Flashers - LSD that is very halucinagenic * Flat blues - LSD * Flat chunks - crack cut with benzocaine * ... |
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| ... inventive humor in thinking up presents to give to "Baz" and Miss Wheatley. From cardboard mottoes of satirical character to a nickel-plated kitchen stove, the gifts, large and small, were waiting behind the pulpit of the Zion Church. As many people as could elbow their way into the seats ... |
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| ... thing to do," said Mr. Wilbur, in a tone of calm resolve. "What is that?" inquired Phil, in some curiosity. "I must wear a stove-pipe hat! As you say, I am small, and a near-sighted person might easily suppose me to be younger than I am. Now, with ... |
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| ... As you say, I am small, and a near-sighted person might easily suppose me to be younger than I am. Now, with a stove-pipe hat I shall look much older." "Yes, I presume so." "Then I can make her acquaintance again, and she will not mistake me. Phil, ... |
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| ... older." "Yes, I presume so." "Then I can make her acquaintance again, and she will not mistake me. Phil, why you wear a stove-pipe?" "Because I want to look any older than I am. Besides, an errand-boy wouldn't look well in a tall hat." "No, perhaps not." "And ... |
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| ... here, you little vagabonds?" he exclaimed, harshly, as he saw the two boys enter. "We are cold," said Phil. "May we stand by your stove and get warm?" "Do you think I provide a fire for all the vagabonds in the city?" said the grocer, with a brutal disregard of ... |
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| ... he says so," sneered the grocer. "Come and warm yourselves, if you want to." The boys accepted this grudging invitation, and drew near the stove. They spread out their hands, and returning warmth proved very grateful to them. "Have you been out long?" asked the gentleman who had interceded in ... |
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| ... warmth proved very grateful to them. "Have you been out long?" asked the gentleman who had interceded in their behalf, also drawing near the stove. "Since eight, signore." "Do you live in Brooklyn?" "No; in New York." "And do you go out every day?" "Si, signore." "How long since you ... |
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| ... to feel the cravings of appetite. He accordingly went into the grocery and bought some crackers and cheese, which he sat down by the stove and ate. "Are you going farther?" asked the same young man who had questioned him before. "I shall go back to Newark to-night," said ... |




