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By Jack Joseph Smith
direct our sin out of it?"
"I see my state of mind as being higher than
yours, but I can not bring you to it."
"I am not interested in living here any more
than I would be interested in living with Bever-
ly Hills gossip."
"I believe you mistake my intentions."
"You float in a lilly world without interfer-
ence, so if I am driven, let me venture, in that
way with my life."
"But Jaugeline, you may die on drugs; and in
your next life, you will necessarily begin with
tragedy."
"Nonsense; I am a healthy woman."
He watched her walking away from him through
the grounds. She was tall and slender, and her
simple street dress did give line. There was the grace-
ful squared bending of her shoulders;
A round
Counterpoint to her sway; and her legs were cer-
tainly more beautifull than the stomach of Budda.
A beer bar in the Santa Monica Canyon. Fairly
long, quite narrow. A few tables and chairs up
against the wall; a slim place for passage
before the old wooden bar. High ceiling and a
back exit. 10 o'clock on this Saturday morning.