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William Faulkner

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"Now I want you to tell me just one more thing. Why do you hate the South?"
"I dont hate it,” Quentin said, quickly, at once, immediately; “I dont hate it,” he said. I dont hate it he thought, panting in the cold air, the iron New England dark; I dont. I dont! I dont hate it! I dont hate it!
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