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Posted on 7/11/17 at 12:00 pm
Posted by Lacour
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Posted on 7/11/17 at 12:00 pm
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Posted by HailHailtoMichigan!
Mission Viejo, CA
Member since Mar 2012
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Posted on 7/11/17 at 10:57 pm to
I couldn't get in to this one, tbh.
Posted by lsu13lsu
Member since Jan 2008
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Posted on 7/15/17 at 3:00 pm to
I loved The Road and No Country For Old Men. Will check this one out.
Posted by Lacour
Member since Nov 2009
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Posted on 7/16/17 at 8:49 pm to
Way different.

Like waaaay different
Posted by HailHailtoMichigan!
Mission Viejo, CA
Member since Mar 2012
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Posted on 7/17/17 at 1:53 am to
My favorite passage from Child of God:
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When the card came back you couldn't have found any red on it with a microscope. The pitchman handed down a ponderous mohair Teddybear and Ballard slapped down three dimes again. When he had won two bears and a tiger and a small audience the pitchman took the rifle away from him. That's it for you, buddy, he hissed. You never said nothin about how many times you could win. Step right up, sang the barker. Who's next now. Three big grand prizes per person is the house limit. Who's our next big winner. Ballard loaded up his bears and the tiger and started off through the crowd. They lord look at what all he's won, said a woman. Ballard smiled tightly. Young girls' faces floated past, bland and smooth as cream. Some eyed his toys. The crowd was moving toward the edge of a field and assembling there, Ballard among them, a sea of country people watching into the dark for some midnight contest to begin. A light sputtered off in the field and a blue tailed rocket went skittering toward Canis Major. High above their upturned faces it burst, sprays of lit glycerine flaring across the night, trailing down the sky in loosely falling ribbons of hot spectra soon. burnt to naught. Another went up, a long whishing sound, fishtailing aloft. In the bloom of its opening you could see like its shadow the image of the rocket gone before, the puff of black smoke and ashen trails arcing out and down like a huge and dark medusa squatting in the sky. In the bloom of light too you could see two men out in the field crouched over their crate of fireworks like assassins or bridge blowers. And you could see among the faces a young girl with candy apple on her lips and her eyes wide. Her pale hair smelled of soap, woman child from beyond the years, rapt below the sulphur glow and pitch light of some medieval fun fair. A lean sky long candle skewered the black pools in her eyes. Her fingers clutched. In the flood of this breaking brimstone galaxy she saw the man with the bears watching her and she edged closer to the girl by her side and brushed her hair with two fingers quickly.
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