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bob here.
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Date: 10.9.09. Mornin' fellas. name's bob. Those folks, from that stinkin' old town reckon i've got nothing in me. don't mind 'em. they obviously know nuthin'. they don't know me. they don't know my life. those people just sit back an' judge, they've got no idea what it's like. If they were in my place. hah. they'll be further down in the dumps, i bet. Those kids, got nine of 'em, the last time i checked. the wife's gone, years back. how's a lone man gonna raise 'em children up? Its just simpler that way.
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bob here.
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Date: 14.8.09. I've finally got that stinkin' lawyer good! Spat right in his snooty face, and gave him a piece of my mind! And, and, the best part of it was, he was shocked beyond words! You could just see it on that face of his, wiped that smug smile off it all right! Threw in a threat or two, to scare that gutless traitor. that shook him up. i could see it, bight as day, that expression, HA. 0have left cookies for me.
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bob here.
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Date: 15.8.09. Atticus finch had got me mighty pissed off 'bout the whole ruckus. With his uppity manner, puttin' down my mayella right in front of my very eyes! Folks like him, gotta get put in their place! 0have left cookies for me.
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Date: 11.8.09. Gotten a job few days back. hardly worth of somone like me, just scraps those townsfolk throw you. Just did it 'cause im runnin' dry on drink money these few days. obviously, im above all that. heck, i should've been in that lawyer's seat! Reckon its all down to dumb, dumb luck. Those good-for-nothing folk, just wanna make it hard fer a man down in the dumps. they'll trample all over you, just cause they enjoy seein' another poor soul, havin' it worse than 'em! 0have left cookies for me.
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bob here.
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Date: 27.8.09. I've been thinkin' these few days, 'bout that case. That girl mayella better know what she's doin', she'd almost cracked the other day, under that stinkin' lawyers tricks. If that ever happens, she's gonna get it so bad, she'd never know what had hit her. But i reckon we've got that nigger. damn, none of the folks are ever believin' his sorry ass. i put a good show up there for that finch, mighta made a few little slips 'ere and there, but a niggers word against your man bob?
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bob here.
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Date: 10.9.09. Mornin' fellas. name's bob. Those folks, from that stinkin' old town reckon i've got nothing in me. don't mind 'em. they obviously know nuthin'. they don't know me. they don't know my life. those people just sit back an' judge, they've got no idea what it's like. If they were in my place. hah. they'll be further down in the dumps, i bet. Those kids, got nine of 'em, the last time i checked. the wife's gone, years back. how's a lone man gonna raise 'em children up? Its just simpler that way.
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bob here.
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Date: 12.8.09. Heard the nigger's been shot, right up his sorry behind! That must've been the best news i've heard these few days. one less worthless slave boy to worry 'bout. Now its just those two. those ones who trampled on the ewell name, my dignity. Who'd they think they're dealin' with? 0have left cookies for me.
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bob here.
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Date: 27.8.09. I've been thinkin' these few days, 'bout that case. That girl mayella better know what she's doin', she'd almost cracked the other day, under that stinkin' lawyers tricks. If that ever happens, she's gonna get it so bad, she'd never know what had hit her. But i reckon we've got that nigger. damn, none of the folks are ever believin' his sorry ass. i put a good show up there for that finch, mighta made a few little slips 'ere and there, but a niggers word against your man bob? I've finally ...
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bob here.
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Date: 10.8.09. I can see them stars. movin'. in my head or in the sky, i have no idea, none at all. I've got a good feelin' that im pre-tty out of it. Hah, all the better. i've always fancied myself much more ar.articulate, and.poetic, after downing a few drinks. The heat, i can feel it. the familiar comfort of the drink. everything's hazy, but my purpose, that's clear. 0have left cookies for me.
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bob here.
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Date: 16.8.09. I knew it. we thought those bastards a lesson. that pompous finch, with all his mannerisms ain't so high and mighty now eh? Damn, i should've put my money on it! That black boy had it coming to him. we'll be rid of that trash soon enough, sent to the chair, i heard. a death deserving of such scum. I ain't got any idea whats up in the mind of that finch. doing all that law garbage must have done his head in. he should be supportin' us whites! 0have left cookies for me.
