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"Thanks a lot."<br />

The young men crunched ice cubes and wolfed<br />

cheese sandwiches brought to them by Chin Henry.<br />

Miss Lattice had turned a deaf ear to all requests for<br />

hamburgers, french fries, and pizzas. Let them petition<br />

McDonald's to come to Dingley Falls, she said. Let<br />

them leave her alone.<br />

The young men devoured pastries and tried to<br />

outwait one another, though the victor—the last one left<br />

with Joy—would then shuffle away, too, no troth<br />

plighted other than, "You be here tomorrow, huh, Joy?"<br />

The instinct herding them with their rivals was as yet still<br />

stronger than romance.<br />

And in their midst, Joy reposed. Her pink, scooped<br />

jersey was imprinted KEEP ON TRUCKING. Her<br />

pink shorts were embroidered with rainbows and<br />

comets. Wooden clogs enclosed her pink feet. Her<br />

blond hair curled, her starry eyes shone, her stung lips<br />

blushed. "Boy, now that is one foxy lady," Ray Ransom<br />

informed his roommate, who replied, "Sure. But if you<br />

get caught off limits with a townie, Saar will put your<br />

dick through a meat grinder."

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