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What was she doing working in a big museum, anyway, when she really should be tucked away in some semidetached house in the suburbs with a pack of squalling brats? Who was this husband she was allegedly so loyal to? Maybe the problem was she was rogering someone on the side already. Yes, that was probably it
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The divide between the wealthy and everyone else is a false dichotomy--and one that obscures the real problem: there are many wicked people in the world, rich and poor. That is the real divide--between those who strive to do good, and those who strive only for themselves. Money magnifies the harm the wealthy can do, of course, allowing them to parade their vulgarity and malfeasance in full view of the rest of us.
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God give me chastity, but not right now.
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Pendergast moved with a feline grace, using the waxing moon as his only source of light
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Baba Ghanouj
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Mr. Ozmian," said Pendergast, in his quietest, smoothest voice, "we have bad news: your daughter is dead." The man looked as if he'd just been shot. He actually staggered and had to grip the side of a chair in order to keep himself upright. His face instantly drained of all color; his lips moved, but only an unintelligible whisper came out. He was like a dead man standing. He swayed again and D'Agosta took a step over to him, grasping his a..
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Not in my swamp, with my alligators. -Pendergast
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get something
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You can not stare evil in the face; it has no face. It has no body, no bones, no blood. Any attempt to describe it ends in glibness and self-delusion.
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