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Now for the actual owls themselves. He was an engineer with Standard Oil. At the can-teen she lived in a whirl and had one or two proposals of marriage a week, but she always told them that she hadn't any intention of being a war bride. He looked like a fifty-year-old real-estate broker who had sold hissoul to the devil and now couldn't stand to see anyone yank the boss'sforked tail.
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