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Slaughterhouse-Five
And so on.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
And then,
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
So it goes.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
and so on
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
It was very good for me, because I saw a lot of authentic backgrounds for made-up stories which I will write later on. One of them will be “Russian Baroque” and another will be “No Kissing” and another will be “Dollar Bar” and another will be “If the Accident Will,” and so on. And so on.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
The time would not pass. Somebody was playing with the clocks, and not only with the electric clocks, but the wind-up kind, too. The second hand on my watch would twitch once, and a year would pass, and then it would twitch again.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much was mine to keep.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
So it goes.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
So it goes.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut
So it goes.
from Slaughterhouse-Five by Kurt Vonnegut