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.... He climbed onto the wreckage which was on its side. He grabbed onto the hatch and with a huf, he tore the door of. “Holy shit man, you’re like the... ...ing about lights is they 29 7 Scorpions: Rebellion have ‘of’ switches.” “Hot and a comedian, isn’t she Derek,” Ron said snidely. “Oh my God! She’s ... ...lective because I thought it might be interesting. The teacher was really hot. Of course, one day her husband came in and his biceps were bigger tha... ... in and his biceps were bigger than my whole body so that shot the whole ‘hot for teacher’ fantasy to shit.” “Somehow I think your fantasy was gone f... ...here, so I dug further. Wil- liam Backus Hospital in Norwich seems to be a hot spot, and they brought a substantial amount of prisoners from Danbury ... ...o idea how long it had been since they had been picked up. They heard the hatch open and they were both dragged out. They couldn’t fght. They couldn... ...range, that’s why I’m having you get as close as possible. If it gets too hot, get the hell out of there. If I can’t make it back to the Bronco, you... ...d down on the ground. The moment it touched land everyone jumped up. The hatch opened and they were already unloading the vigilante. Afer removing ... ...’ll never forget, even with lobotomies.” Vincent turned and headed up the hatchway in the ceiling. “Hey, where are you going boy,” Todd called out. ...

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... drive-by. But a mistake has been made. Kelly shouldn't have died. So he's returned to Earth?in the body of a young comatose white woman married to a hot looking Latino narc cop. Can Kelly resolve the questions surrounding his death? What will happen to Amire, the woman he loved in his previous life? And, most important, can he resolve his marriage?now that he's a woman na...

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...r—the very recent trysts, stolen moments, long romantic walks in the park, hot kisses and even hotter sex. The whole nine. Damn. No wonder Tyler was f... ...He'd done it again. What was wrong with him? He knew he was dealing with a hot-blooded unpredictable Latin. Was he trying to set the guy off again? Bu... ...lse Edge Russell loved about Dagny Diaz, besides her dynamite body and the hot sex he'd been having with her for the last several months. New Life In... ... all into. New Life Incognita by Gracie C. McKeever 95 CHAPTER 7 Two long hot showers and one thorough alcohol rubdown later, Kelly still didn't feel... ..." "To Edge?" Jordan nodded. "Of course I never meant for you two to get so hot and heavy. Hell, I'm the last person who wanted to see him come between... ...that neither one of the two was one of their own. Kelly had no such escape hatch. She knew Tyler was one of the two. She just didn't know which one. S...

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...s?’ Theo pleaded, shivering with the cold. ‘Come on, boys. Let’s get some hot chocolate and I’ll explain.’ The man led them over to a stall where a ... ...as playing with his Fone could be distracted for long enough to make some hot drinks. Three cups of cocoa were slid moodily on to the counter, but w... ...e would probably have forgotten about it. The rain had eased off and the hot chocolate was beginning to Theo take the edge off the cold. He warmed ... ...ance each time they threw a switch, when the sides of the cages became so hot that the Eleckytrons had no choice but to run from side to side in ord... ... pedestrians. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the policeman in hot pursuit, shouting as he ran. Theo picked up the pace and, as the police... ... laugh so much when they’re tickled there. Then, every so often, the eggs hatch and you get an attack of random, hopeless laughter. Usually the Gig- ... .... The ship started to heave and pitch, and the crew ran around, fastening hatches and securing the decks. Parvati found 172 Bozo and the Storytelle...

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...nt table. The mug warmed his hand, and he took a moment to inhale the steam. Hot and strong. The smell alone prodded him awake. He settled back, co... ...ing his opinion. “Nah, best to go with Bixton,” the second man said. “Jock’s hot. If the horse has four legs and a heart beat, the post won’t matte... ...ck. The sun was warm, the sky unmarked by a single cloud. A horse played on a hot walker, kicking with abandon as he circled beneath the mechanical ... ...she could be inspected at leisure—they’d be able to run any test they wanted. Hot coffee splashed his hand but didn’t dampen his enthusiasm. He ent... ...er at school, and worked his spare hours at the track. Julie had glimpsed him hot walking horses, but Martin was shy and rarely spoke. “Hi, Martin,... ... now was crammed with a colorful display of shooters. “Another one down the hatch,” Cody said. He clinked his glass against Julie’s, and they simu...

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...r eats them, never notices, never understands. Besides, it's getting too hot to hunt. She never paid much attention to the desert's desolation. "... ...oward the waking Ao Rue. A jerboa dangled from her mouth. A good kill! Hot blood! She set the rat down between the great claws. She knew full w... ...and the water began to boil around it. "Easy; it doesn't have to be that hot," Ao Rue warned. Feng-po was turning his talon about, looking at it a... ...n to a great life. I'll be so happy curled around my egg. Then, when it hatches, I'll have a little dragonling to cuddle. Ao Rue will hunt and fee... ... "He is your death. The perfection of fur and fire. He has stilled your hot breath. He has taken your fire; now, for Lord Chu, he will take your ...

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...voice cried out to him like locusts from the branches of trees. There was a hot sticky childish oozing within him. Within dreams his fortitude was li... ... to compare others with. In Japan women who left their children locked up in hot cars were rarely accused of the crime of manslaughter; and in Korea t... ... eat" meaning that every speck of rice left in the bowl should be mixed with hot water into a soup so that nothing was wasted. On the day that he lear... ... a rock and drank the last of his bottled water. The taste of sauerkraut and hot dogs was in his thoughts and the boiling, bubbling surge of his saliv... ...esiding) and walked to the bathhouse called a mokotong. The day was fiercely hot and he wondered if it would be better to jump on a city bus since he ... ...f-naked and exposed, waving her red white and blue brassiere from the opened hatch of the tank. Yes, she admitted, she needed portals. She needed he... ...n hood and robe. The one eyed reptile then cut off Gabriele's head with his hatchet. Osama Bin Laden and Khalid Sheik Mohammed then began their game ... ... from the microcosm of being a casualty of an imaginary war, escape from its hatch, and be herself once again. If she were just to open the hatch she ...

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...ho blames me and not herself even though this surrogate mother arrangement hatched out of her egg and not mine" he told himself, but being so dizzy th... ...ver night. And here he was like magic, a man materialized out of smoke and hot carbon residue, and his own august, tenacious, and still reasonably int... ... dribble it seemed to him that every man was a dilettante artist. 9 From a hot Tuk-Tuk taxi ride leading to the train station to being a carcass in a ... ...ot seem to leave was not the water of a rich man pampering his longing for hot showers but the cold rain of June in which a much younger version of hi... ...ad fed and clothed him, made him soup and gave him a wet washcloth for his hot forehead when he was sick, had him get out of thunder storms, told him ... ...en he heard this odd proposal of having Kimberly become a surrogate mother hatch out of his wife's head and thud into the bread basket. With the propo... ...sed memories of abuse, desire for love from the former abuser, and a whole hot stream of perverse fantasies to percolate through cracks in the surface...

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...models large enough to haul men or a load of equipment. "Bloody hell it’s hot," Shaun groaned, taking a swig of water whilst driving. In thought, he... ...ion in her expression. "What do you mean?" She removed her mask. A gulp of hot air dried her throat, having barely the spit to dampen her dry lips. "... ...ected him from the elements, yet weighed him down and made him unbearably hot. Embedding Atlas's weapon on a slant in the dirt, he tore a strip from... ...ould barely tell their colour. The compact transports with two doors and a hatch back prompted a team member to make comment; a few of these would b...

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...omary tip. The first valet was already behind the wheel driving away. It was a hot summer evening, and the air conditioned lobby was a welcome reli... ...ight skyline that glis­ tened and shimmered from the heat waves generated by the hot Santa Ana desert winds. His office on the sixtieth floor with it... ...ch labora­ tory on one side to the autopsy lab on the other. Greene had ordered hot, black coffee, he knew it would be a long night. He didn't appro... ... Control. We've got the makings of a major epidemic here," she said, sipping on hot but stale coffee. "Maybe they've had reports of similar occurren... ...Bearer 109 NEW YORK OFFICES OF TIME MAGAZINE ROBERT BRENT SAT sipping from a hot cup of black coffee, previewing the next week's cover story when... ...!" At first, Hawk couldn't tell who spoke and then noticed a little man with a hatchet face. "Your slick appeal and theatrics, quot­ ing this Chief ... ..." Brent said. "Are you checking it out?" "No, Bobby, I'm going to sit on it and hatch an egg." Brent gave an embarrassing laugh. "I'm sorry, Chuck, ...

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...in fog, a puff of faint haze, rose from the opening. The ascending air was hot, and had a heavy, sooty, paraffiny smell. I gave one sniff, and put dow... ... combustion refused to be stifled. “We resolved to try water, and took the hatches off. Enor- mous volumes of smoke, whitish, yellowish, thick, greasy... ...and in this way managed in time to pour lots of Indian Ocean into the main hatch. The bright stream flashed in sunshine, fell into a layer of white cr... ... good feeling. Sometimes a man, as he dashed a bucketful of water down the hatchway, would yell out, ‘Hurrah for Bankok!’ and the rest laughed. But ge... ...ch before how twisted and bowed he was. He and Mahon prowled soberly about hatches and ventilators, sniffing. It struck me suddenly poor Mahon was a v... ... Jove! we are being blown up— Everybody’s dead—I am falling into the after-hatch—I see fire in it.’ “The coal-dust suspended in the air of the hold ha... ...ng slightly above the ship. The cat-heads had burned away, and the two red-hot anchors had gone to the bottom, tearing out after them two hundred fath... ...s had gone to the bottom, tearing out after them two hundred fathom of red-hot chain. The ship trembled, the mass of flame swayed as if ready to colla... ...in and brought him away at last. It was time. The ironwork on the poop was hot to the touch. “Then the painter of the long-boat was cut, and the three...

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...ail; some, drawing water over the side, sluiced each other; a few slept on hatches, while several small parties of six sat on their heels surrounding ... ... languages mangled the very pidgin-English cruelly. He pointed at the open hatch. “Catchee number one piecie place to sleep in. Eh?” He was gruff, as ... ...friendly. The Chinaman, gazing sad and speechless into the darkness of the hatchway, seemed to stand at the head of a yawning grave. “No catchee rain ... ...e and refined melancholy, glanced out of his almond eyes from Jukes to the hatch and back again. “V elly good,” he murmured, in a disconsolate underto... ...s, motionless and implacable. “Do you mean to say we are going to catch it hot?” asked Jukes with boyish interest. “Say? … I say nothing. Y ou don’t c... ...ricane, dwelt in the still warmth of the air. There was in it the smell of hot metal, of oil, and a slight mist of steam. The blows of the sea seemed ... ...ring lips, his insolent face, and with another clang closed like the white-hot wink of an iron eye. “Where’s the blooming ship? Can you tell me? blast... ...mself the beginnings of anger. Want of something to do — indeed… . Full of hot scorn against the chief, he turned to go the way he had come. In the st... ... wasn’t for that damned Siamese flag. Nobody to go to — or I would make it hot for him. The fraud! Told his chief engineer — that’s another fraud for ...

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... by the neck and the slack of his overcoat, and ran him forward to where a hatchway, not two feet across, opened in the deck. With- out ado, he flung ... ...socks, and a plug of tobacco. Above him, down the contracted square of the hatch, came the bel- lowing of the Captain’s voice: “There’s your fit-out, ... .... Only by results could the change be guessed at. He went down the forward hatch at the toe of Kitchell’s boot—silk-hatted, melton-overcoated, patent-... ...etween the inebri- ated plunges of the schooner. He descended the fo’c’sle hatch. The Chinamen were already there, sitting on the edges of their bunks... ... weather grew warmer. The fifth day out from San Francisco it was actually hot. The pitch grew soft in the “Bertha Millner’s” deck seams, the masts sw... ..., and the water once more began to talk beneath the bow-sprit. It was very hot. The sun spun silently like a spinning brass discus over the mainmast. ... ... stood listening. The “Bertha Millner” was absolutely quiet. The night was hot and still; the new moon, canted over like a sinking galleon, was low ov... ...ted to reply, waiting to take his cue from what next she should say. “It’s hot enough to 73 Frank Norris sleep where we are,” she added, “without goi... ... one of the bay heads was all distorted and stratified by a mirage. It was hot already. Moran was sitting a few paces from him, braiding her hair. “He...

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.... [Kisses her .] PAGE: Wife, bid these gentlemen welcome. Come, we have a hot venison pasty to dinner: come, gentlemen, I hope we shall drink down al... ...for a dish of stewed prunes; and, by my troth, I cannot abide the smell of hot meat since. Why do your dogs bark so? be there bears i’ the town? ANNE... ...re to keep him above deck. MISTRESS PAGE : So will I: if he come under my hatches, I’ll never to sea again. Let’s be revenged on him: let’s appoint h... ...llimaufry: Ford, perpend. FORD: Love my wife! PISTOL: With liver burning hot. Prevent, or go thou, Like Sir Actaeon he, with Ringwood at thy heels: ... ...no gibbet for you. Go. A short knife and a throng! To your manor of Pickt hatch! Go. You’ll not bear a letter for me, you rogue! You stand upon your ... ...ease, like a Dutch dish, to be thrown into the Thames, and cooled, glowing hot, in that surge, like a horse shoe; think of that,—hissing hot,—think of... ...STAFF: The Windsor bell hath struck twelve; the minute draws on. Now, the hot blooded gods assist me! Remember, Jove, thou wast a bull for thy Europ...

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...th that curt, austere ac- cent of the man in charge, till, again, when the hatches are on, and in a silent and expectant ship, he shall speak up from ... ...behind his ear, kept one eye aloft upon his riggers and the other down the hatchway on the stevedores, and watched the disposition of his ship’s cargo... ...cargo is not stowed in any sense; it is simply dumped into her through six hatchways, 41 Joseph Conrad more or less, by twelve winches or so, with cl... ...nd fed up to the ship in regular quantities every day. After drinking some hot coffee, like an Arctic explorer set- ting off on a sledge journey towar... ...ity. At tide-time you would see one of the loaded ships with battened-down hatches drop out of the ranks and float in the clear space of the dock, hel... ...ronized by the cooks and stewards of the fleet, the voice of a man crying “Hot saveloys!” at the end of George Street, where the cheap eating- houses ... ...their world, or only a dole of food for their hunger. If not always in the hot mood to smash, he is always stealthily ready for a drowning. The most a... ...hes. No, they were not princesses. Their unrestrained laughter filling the hot, fern-clad ravine had a soul- less limpidity, as of wild, inhuman dwell... ... Dominic un- awares. His thick black moustaches, curled every morning with hot tongs by the barber at the corner of the quay, seemed to hide a perpetu...

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...as laid on one end only of the long table, and the punkah was stirring the hot air lazily—mostly above a barren waste of polished wood. We were four a... ...den himself of his eternal grievance against Hamilton. The man kept him in hot water with the Harbour Office as to the state of his accounts. He wishe... ...the deeper slum- ber. I watched the town recede still and soundless in the hot night, till the abrupt hail, “Steam-launch, ahoy!” made me spin round f... ..., long- legged man, with a closely clipped gray beard. His meagre hand was hot and dry. He declared feverishly: “I am hanged if I would have waited an... ...rk radiated from her. An enormous bulk of teak- wood timber swung over her hatchway; lifeless matter, look- ing heavier and bigger than anything aboar... ...e a mere passing show. The very gang of yellow coolies busy about the main hatch was less substantial than the stuff dreams are made of. For who on ea... ...ef mate?” I asked. “In the hold, I think, sir. I saw him go down the after-hatch ten minutes ago.” “Tell him I am on board.” The mahogany table under ... ...eps no reckoning of lives.” Deep within the tarnished ormulu frame, in the hot half-light sifted through the awning, I saw my own face propped be- twe... ...made out the shapes of exhausted men drooping over the rails, collapsed on hatches. One hung over the after-capstan, sobbing for breath, and I stood a...

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...knowledge. GLOUCESTER: But you have all the vantage of her wrong. I was too hot to do somebody good, That is too cold in thinking of it now. Marry, a... ...ompany, my brother Gloucester; Who from my cabin tempted me to walk Upon the hatches: thence we looked toward England, And cited up a thousand fearfu... ...caster That had befall’n us. As we paced along Upon the giddy footing of the hatches, Methought that Gloucester stumbled; and, in falling, Struck me, ... ...esby hath sounded Hastings in our business, And finds the testy gentleman so hot, As he will lose his head ere give consent His master’s son, as worsh... ...wind of misery! O my accursed womb, the bed of death! A cockatrice hast thou hatch’d to the world, Whose unavoided eye is murderous. LORD STANLEY : C... ...od that the inclusive verge Of golden metal that must round my brow Were red hot steel, to sear me to the brain! Anointed let me be with deadly venom,...

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...d, then, contrary to the Swan, the Partridge, and Pigeon, takes no care to hatch, to feed, or cherish his own brood, but is senseless, though they per... ... said to be against nature: it is like taking the dam on the nest when she hatches her young, a sin so against nature, that Almighty God hath in the L... ...ticular way: Go to the same hole in which I caught my Chub, where, in most hot days, you will find a dozen or twenty Chevens floating near the top of ... ...to fish in such a manner. And after this manner you may catch a Trout in a hot evening: when, as you walk by a brook, and shall see or hear him leap a... ...e hereafter, and of divers other baits. But take this for a rule, that, in hot weather, he is to be fished for towards the mid water, or near the top;... ...not how: and this may be believed, if we consider that when the raven hath hatched her eggs, she takes no further care, but leaves her young ones to t... ...67 cow dung, or hog’s dung, rather than horse dung, which is somewhat too hot and dry for that worm. But the best of them are to be found in the bark... ...thickened and condensed, are by the sun’s gen erative heat, most of them, hatched, and in three days made living creatures. and these of several shap... ...t of sight, you shall cer tainly have sport if there be Trouts; yea, in a hot day, but especially in the evening of a hot day, you will have sport. A...

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...ght be nothing but a good coat of tropical tanning; but I never heard of a hot sun’s tanning a white man into a purplish yellow one. How- ever, I had ... ...he cannibal, while his horrid flourishings of the toma- hawk scattered the hot tobacco ashes about me till I thought my linen would get on fire. But t... ...ane, there lay the tomahawk sleeping by the savage’s side, as if it were a hatchet-faced baby. A pretty pickle, truly, thought I; abed here in a stran... ...not speak of all Queequeg’s peculiarities here; how he eschewed coffee and hot rolls, and applied his undivided attention to beefsteaks, done rare. En... ...gladly would I come down from this mast- 56 Moby Dick head and sit on the hatches there where you sit, and listen as you listen, while some one of yo... ...st and South. It is not down in any map; true places never are. When a new-hatched savage running wild about his native woodlands in a grass clout, fo... ... Peleg came hobbling out of his whalebone den, roaring at the men down the hatchways, roaring up to the riggers at the mast- head, and then concluded ... ...lask—good-bye and good luck to ye all—and this day three years I’ll have a hot supper smoking for ye in old Nantucket. Hurrah and away!” “God bless ye... ...arnest man, and though born on an icy coast, seemed well adapted to endure hot latitudes, his flesh being hard as twice-baked biscuit. Transported to ...

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...saved; and the old man and his daughter are clasped to bloody bosoms, with hot tears, and borne home in triumph of Vive la Nation, the killers refusin... ...ng. Kings themselves, not in desperation, but only in difficulty, have sat hatch- 43 Thomas Carlyle ing, for year and day (nay De Thou says, for seve... ...; Protector of Priests, Suspender of virtuous Petions, and his unfortunate Hot-grown-cold, detestable to Patriotism. He dies lamented of Europe; his b... ... Paris Court of the Sev- enteenth; which proceeds far quicker. Accordingly hot Fournier from Martinique, Fournier l’Americain, is off, missioned by Co... ...has instituted itself: enter not Paris, or that will judge you!—What shall hot Fournier do? It was his duty, as volunteer Constable, had he been a per... ...acter and Constable; perhaps one of the more imperfect. 45 Thomas Carlyle Hot Fournier, ordered to turn thither by one Authority, to turn thither by ... ... of Biscay, a greasy dingy little Merchantship, with Scotch skipper; under hatches whereof sit, disconsolate,—the last forlorn nucleus of Girondism, t... ...lons of Revolutionary Committee, and Paris Prison. The rest sit here under hatches; reverend Petion with his grey hair, angry Buzot, suspicious Louvet... ...omed craft, that gabarre; about eleven at night; with Ninety Priests under hatches? They are going to Belle Isle? In the middle of the Loire stream, o...

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...ng to find out what’ll amuse him, I guess. Florida, Adirondacks, Lakewood, Hot Springs, New York, and round again. He isn’t much more than a sec- ond-... ... was dropped into a dark, heaving hole, where men in oil- skins gave him a hot drink and took off his clothes, and he fell asleep. When he waked he li... ... beauty of this joke dawned on him. “Say, Dad!” he shouted up the foc’ sle hatch, “he says you kin slip down an’ see him ef you’re anxious that way . ... ... o’ the East Wind”—Troop seemed to be talking to himself— ”he tripped on a hatch an’ butted the mainmast with his head—hardish. ‘Baout three weeks aft... ...me work first, though.” He pointed down into the darkness of the open main-hatch between the two masts. “What’ s that for? It’ s all empty ,” said Har... ... the mere thought of the mis- take he might have made would cover him with hot, uneasy blushes in his bunk. “There is no to be thankful for to me!” sa... ...g to and fro exactly as Manuel had done. Disko in the cabin growled up the hatchway , and they could hear him suck his pencil. “Wan hunder an’ forty-n... ... tongues and sounds, mixed with scraps of pork and fried potato, a loaf of hot bread, and some black and powerful coffee. Hungry as they were, they wa... ...n the Miss Jim Buck, 1 outside Beau-fort Har- bor, with Fort Macon heavin’ hot shot at our stern, an’ a livin’ gale atop of all. Where was you then, D...