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I believed the Kid when he said a knockout in the fourth or fifth . Faith , that's it . I had faith in the Kid . Also , I know boxers . Can size them up . And I was sure the Kid could put the Flash to sleep anytime of the week .
I believed the Kid when he said a knockout in the fourth or fifth . Faith , that's it . I had faith in the Kid . Also , I know boxers . Can size them up . And I was sure the Kid could put the Flash to sleep anytime of the week .
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Somehow they believed in what people said : men naturally cool - headed could do terrible things once aroused . Somehow , we felt he could do what he threatened he would . Manuel always saw the humor in mother's anger and in our elder ...
Somehow they believed in what people said : men naturally cool - headed could do terrible things once aroused . Somehow , we felt he could do what he threatened he would . Manuel always saw the humor in mother's anger and in our elder ...
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... his will upon others ( mostly upon little unquestioning children ) , a condition which seemed to have dwarfed his world into the size of a classroom peopled with children who must behave according to what he believed proper .
... his will upon others ( mostly upon little unquestioning children ) , a condition which seemed to have dwarfed his world into the size of a classroom peopled with children who must behave according to what he believed proper .
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