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22.10.09

Balneários masculinos

Pappy grinned: reached out and patted Clyde's beer belly. «Easy there, mother Clyde», he said. «Old Hod is doing all right.»
I'm just trying to be helpful, Clyde thought. But: «Yes,» he agreed, «I am pregnant with a baby elefant. You want to see its trunk?»
Pappy guffawed and they roistered away down the hill. There is nothig like old jokes. It's a kind of stability about them: familiar ground.
(Thomas Pynchon, V, pág. 430)

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posted by Girolamo Savonarola at 12:58 da tarde