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CASSIO. Most
heathenish and most gross

any house she had ever seen.
But soon the work would all be finished. The carpenters
would leave and the kids would have to find another place to
play.
She was by herself. No one was around and it was quiet and
she could think for a while. She took from the pocket of her
shorts the package of cigarettes she had bought the night
before. She breathed in the smoke slowly. The cigarette gave her a drunk feeling so that her head seemed heavy
and loose on her shoulders [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but she had to finish it.
M.K.—That was what she would have written on everything
when she was seventeen years old and very famous. She
would ride back home in a red-and-white Packard automobile
with her initials on the doors. She would have M.K. written in
red on her handkerchiefs and underclothes. Maybe she would
be a great inventor. She would invent little tiny radios the size
of a green pea that people could carry around and stick in their
ears. Also flying machines people could fasten on their backs
like knapsacks and go zipping all over the world. After that
she would be the first one to make a large tunnel through the
world to China [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and people could go down in big balloons.
Those were the first tilings she would invent They we