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pleaded silently. _I'm coming as fast as I can_. "In these hihighly material times," Sisodia explained, "who else but goddess of wewealth? In Bombay the young Businessmen are hoho holding all night poopoo pooja parties. Statue of Lakshmi presides, with hands tuturned out, and lightbulbs running down her fifi fingers, lighting in sequence, you get me, as if the is paw paw pouring down her palms." On the cabin's movie screen a stewardess
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away from the plane in a reflex of straightforward terror. As he stood there, facing the irritable throng of passengers waiting to board, he was conscious of how absurd he must look, with his brown leather holdall in one hand, two zippered suit-hanger bags in the other, and his eyes out on stalks; but for a long moment he was entirely unable to move. The crowd grew restive; _if this is an artery_, he found himself thinking, _then I'm the blasted clot_. "I used to chichi chicken out also," said a cheerful voice. "But now I've got the titrick. I fafa
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