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Why do these people love you, Archer? Is it simply because you show little or no response to their affection?Len Deighton
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Perhaps hell is like that; a discordant confusion of anxious souls. Some argued, some slept, some shouted, some wept, some wrote, some sketched and many conspired about their coming interrogation. But mostly they did no more than stare into space, eyes unfocused as they tried to see tomorrow.Len Deighton