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Where Mrs. Oates Will Sit

Where Mrs. Oates Will Sit Waiting in his Cadillac, silver gray, Dr. Oates swerves his lighter to his green panatela. Next to Dr. Oates a poodle barks, right where Mrs. Oates will sit, a poodle silver gray, the color Mrs. Oates’s hair will be in moments now when from the beauty shop majestically she issues. Donal Mahoney

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