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I knew so little , really , that at twelve , getting on for thirteen , I could tell myself that there was a real fear of pregnancy when the two primary requirements for conception had not even begun to operate .
I knew so little , really , that at twelve , getting on for thirteen , I could tell myself that there was a real fear of pregnancy when the two primary requirements for conception had not even begun to operate .
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I wanted to tell her that I , too , knew something about music . It was her subject . She was very talented . She wrote all the lyrics to all the camp songs , fitting words everybody understood to tunes everybody should know .
I wanted to tell her that I , too , knew something about music . It was her subject . She was very talented . She wrote all the lyrics to all the camp songs , fitting words everybody understood to tunes everybody should know .
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But for me , maybe because I felt myself their equal ; and they knew it , and they knew that I knew it ; and they resented anyone giving himself airs ; and they were determined to keep me in my place — maybe , for all these reasons ...
But for me , maybe because I felt myself their equal ; and they knew it , and they knew that I knew it ; and they resented anyone giving himself airs ; and they were determined to keep me in my place — maybe , for all these reasons ...
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Inhoudsopgave
Prologue | 9 |
When I was a Child II | 11 |
Boyhood in the Buildings | 16 |
Copyright | |
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