Breakfast at Tiffanys-2

    t;You recall a certain Mr. I.Y. Yuniosleman from Japan.quot;

    quot;From California,quot; I said, recalling Mr. Yuniosly. ograpure magazines, and menton top floor of tone.

    quot;Dont go mixing me up. All Im asking, you kno seens over t;

    quot;Africa.quot;

    Joe Bell stopped cruncums, ;So ;

    quot;Read it in inc; ter of fact.

    er, and produced a manila envelope. quot;ell, see didyou read t;

    In tograpakenfrom different angles: a tall delicate Negro man  and  vain smile, displaying in ure, an elongated carvingof a  as a young mans, oo large and tilted in tapering face,  unlikeclo resembled most primitive carving; and t didnt, for-image of ly, at least as mucill thing could be.

    quot;No?quot; said Joe Bell, satisfied .

    quot;It looks like ;

    quot;Listen, boy,quot; and ;it is to ctle Jap kne was e ;

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    quot;ell. Just tatue t it comes to ts foryourself,quot; urning over one of tograpten:ood Carving, S tribe, tococul, East Anglia, Cmas Day, 1956.

    ; t; and tory mas day Mr.

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