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Essay heading: Dead Men In Literature
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The French-man took one look at the man and knew what he must do. The French-man leaned over and placed a small magic plastic puck in the man's flannel and showed him the life of fun and camaraderie like a brother. They showed him the gift of crazy times, the Zen of air-hockey, and appreciation of odd theatre...
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Still he lay and they walked away, but before the French-man left he yelled "SHOTGUN!" The dead man stirred the tiniest bit.
Next a woman loud and wild came to the man. She picked up his head which where the skin had pulled tight against his body opened his lips and placed a small brightly colored piece of candy in his mouth...
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