Friday 12 December 2008

Pierre Auguste Renoir After The Bath painting

Pierre Auguste Renoir After The Bath paintingPierre Auguste Renoir After The Bath 1888 paintingJohn William Waterhouse Odysseus and the Sirens painting
For a while, just to have something to do that didn’t require thinking about being brutally murdered, Fric looked up obscene words in the dictionary. It was an amazingly dirty book.Eventually he began to feel ashamed of himself for reading all these filthy definitions in the same room with a tree full of angels.After returning the dictionary to its shelf, he went to the nearest telephone. Because the library was a humongous space, three phones were phone beside it, pressed the access button for his private line, and keyed in *69. He had forgotten to do this in the wine-tasting room, after Mysterious Caller had hung up on him.Previously, when he’d tried this trick, the call-back number had rung and rung, and no one had ever answered it.This time, someone answered. Someone picked up on the fourth ring, but didn’t say anything.“It’s me, “said Fric.Though he didn’t receive a reply, Fric knew he wasn’t listening to a dead line. He could sense a presence at the other end.“Are you surprised?” Fric asked.distributed among its armchair-furnished reading areas.On those rare occasions when Ghost Dad invited a magazine journalist to than on a set or some other neutral ground, he usually noted that the library contained more than twice as many books as there were bottles of wine in the wine cellar. Then he said, “When I’m a has-been, at least I’ll be a pleasantly wasted, well-educated has-been.”Ha, ha, ha.Fric sat on the edge of a chair, picked up the

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