It was in the year of 1933, |
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and Grace and her father were
heading southward |
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with their army of gangsters. |
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After leaving Dogville,
they had returned to Denver |
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only to find that the mice
had been well and truly playing |
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while the cat was away, |
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and new forces had taken over
their former possessions. |
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The result was a particularly
unappealing retreat that had brought them |
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through the state of Alabama
this spring |
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in search of new hunting grounds. |
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Now, they will not admit it, |
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but it's a fact. |
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Deep down inside,
there isn't a woman alive |
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who doesn't nurture
these fantasies... |
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whether they involve harems,
being hunted through the jungle |
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by torch-bearing natives. |
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However much they go on and on
about civilization and democracy, |
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sexy it ain't. |
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Grace and her father
had resumed their legendary discord |
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even as they pulled out of Dogville, |
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and although Grace
had been employing the technique |
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