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Easter Sunday Afternoon

April 12, 2009

Sun Apr 12 13:06:02 2009

The work of thunder. “I’ve had a
violent way,” she continued
it logically. At last the time traveller smiled.
“Well, come, the rule of Jesus
of Nazareth, we had been deceived,” and slipped the
bunch of keys from the train at styles on
the floor and lay around her shoulders and neck. “North
of rum!” Lawrence blushed, and
grew ever broader and more dark. I asked him what he
knew that blind man had drifted very far. “Why not? I’m
not much use, after the walk
across the big open completely.”

Statistically Analyzed Texts:
John Stuart Mill, Utilitarianism
Robert Louis Stevenson, Treasure Island
The Internet, Indian Erotica
Agatha Christie, The Mysterious Affair at Styles
H. G. Wells, The Time Machine

Note from end user Eric Elshtain:
As a collaborator with the software, I found a few arguments for quotation marks.

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