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Shorty McCabe on the Job (Esprios Classics)

Shorty McCabe on the Job (Esprios Classics)

Sewell Ford

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2024
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Ficción moderna y contemporánea
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9781034289388
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'Do things just happen, like peculiar changes in the weather, or is there a general scheme on file somewhere? Is it a free-for-all we’re mixed up in-with our Harry Thaws and our Helen Kellers; our white slavers, our white hopes, and our white plague campaigns; our trunk murders, and our fire heroes? Or are we runnin’ on schedule and headed somewhere? I ain’t givin’ you the answer. I’m just slippin’ you the proposition, with the side remark that now and then, when the jumble seems worse than ever, you can get a glimpse of what might be a clew, or might not.'

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