Chapter 122
"He comes to a gateway in the brick wall," Allie said. She took a long drag
lying about in every stage and in a vast a hole in the darkness. "Sheets; in tanks, in boilers, in axles, in wheels, been to Hell," Jacob said, wrenched into eccentric and perverse the smile in his voice. "And I suppose
mountains of it broken up, and rusty in its age walked to the bed." Allie let out a small
bubbling in her youth; bright fireworks of her pillows as if she'd claw her way into them: steam-hammer; red-hot iron, white-hot iron, cold-black iron close to her ear.
"This is a place to make a man's head ache too!" "And that's fine. But you don't do this very like me before I was set up. Because I'm the one honest man in this
run in families. Your servant, sir." "Yours, we're married."
PS - This prose poem (a literary style that is so hot right now) is a mash-up of Charles Dickens' Bleak House and Jacob's Shadow by Andrew Hammond, a fake novel embedded within the 2000 video game Deus Ex.
PS - This prose poem (a literary style that is so hot right now) is a mash-up of Charles Dickens' Bleak House and Jacob's Shadow by Andrew Hammond, a fake novel embedded within the 2000 video game Deus Ex.
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