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Lou-Lou and the bomb left behind

in Literature/My Leipzig
"Lou-Lou hadn't slept, was drinking a little wildly, was starting to get too quiet."
"Lou-Lou hadn't slept, was drinking a little wildly, was starting to get too quiet."

“Those ten yards from the bomb to my front door are the path home when I get off a number 12 tram. Now those are Lou-Lou’s yards, yards and time and unburned buildings that belong to whoever pulled the lever too soon and whoever wired that bomb too loosely.”

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