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Ernest Hemingway
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Ernest Hemingway: The Killers
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The door of Henry’s lunch-room opened and two men came in. They sat down at the counter. ‘What’s yours?’ George asked them. ‘I don...
Ernest Hemingway: The Snows of Kilimanjaro
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THE MARVELLOUS THING IS THAT IT’S painless," he said. "That's how you know when it starts." "Is it really...
Ernest Hemingway: For sale, baby shoes
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For sale: baby shoes, never worn.
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