Where the ball went was up to heaven. Sometimes I threw the ball clean up into the stands.
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Type: Athlete Born: November 3, 1918 |
American writers ought to stand and live in the margins, and be more dangerous.
Where the ball went was up to heaven. Sometimes I threw the ball clean up into the stands.
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Type: Athlete Born: November 3, 1918 |