No matter what he did, somehow he could not escape those forces outside.
Their unquenchable desire was the result of many things, one of which was a profound animal need to prove that they were alive, fully and unquestionably and exuberantly alive. For such a small town, the hail of laws was a thing of which the people could be proud. A fat, middle-aged man in camou fatigues decorated with pow-wow badges who called himself meatloaf briefed them with a topo map of the rez in the school auditorium, and they sat around it in the fading light of the sun that streamed through the steel-reinforced windows.
She belonged with bean, not the way a wife belonged with a husband or, god forbid, a girlfriend with a boyfriend, but rather the way a left hand belonged with the right.
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