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>Glanton spit while the forastero on huaraches slowly saddled his burro yonder the ocotillo. He then proceeded to the establo and called out to him "Hey venga muchacho, ¿comprende mucho, si?"
So this is the power of American prose?
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>>24853756
This guy certainly doesn't deserve multiple threads.
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>>24853756
#RAPEBLOODMERIDIANPOSTERS
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>>24853756
You faggots want to keep pushing, well here's some pushback. You thirdies and leafs could never.

Jackson fired. He simply passed his left hand over the top of the revolver he was
holding in a gesture brief as flintspark and tripped the hammer. The big pistol jumped
and a double handful of Owens's brains went out the back of his skull and plopped in
the floor behind him. He sank without a sound and lay crumpled up with his face in
the floor and one eye open and the blood welling up out of the destruction at the back
of his head. Jackson sat down. Brown rose and retrieved his pistol and let the hammer
back down and put it in his belt. Most terrible nigger I ever seen, he said. Find some
plates, Charlie. I doubt the old lady is out there any more.

They were drinking in a cantina not a hundred feet from this scene when the lieutenant
and a half dozen armed troopers entered the premises. The cantina was a single room
and there was a hole in the ceiling where a trunk of sunlight fell through onto the mud
floor and figures crossing the room steered with care past the edge of this column of
light as if it might be hot to the touch. They were a hardbit denizenry and they
shambled to the bar and back in their rags and skins like cavefolk exchanging at some
nameless trade. The lieutenant circled this reeking solarium and stood before Glanton.
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The other threads are still in the catalog, why didn't you use one of those?
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bump
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>>24853756
He dismounted his horse and walked with his hat tipped down towards the Chipotle. The grey and red logo was backlit and cast a multihued shadow over his grey, brown and red poncho as he looked up.
Yeah, he said.
He opened the door and walked inside. There was a long line of zoomers backed up against the far wall which snaked around the tables towards him. He waited for over an hour as the line lurched forward one person at a time. When he arrived at the glass he looked into the encrusted silver tin. They appeared to be out of chicken.
Sin pollo? he said
No, senor.
Ninguno en la parte de atrás? Ninguno en la parrilla?
No.
He contemplated for a fleeting moment and then flipped the rigth edge of his brown toga forwards with his left hand while simultaneously grabbing his holstered pistol with his right in one uniform motion. He pointed the gun forwards and fired by tickling the hammer with the underside of his thumb. The bullet flew forward in the explosion and hit the server directly in the middle of the forehead, exploding the back of his head out onto the carne asada being cut on the table behind him.
The other employees stood mouths agape and one young girl chopping the fajitas covered her face in her hands and sobbed.
Siempre te quedas sin pollo, he said, re-holstering his smoking gun. He pivoted left and swept his poncho down and slapped the stillwarm gunpowder off his hands and walked towards the door and opened it and walked out.
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>>24855958
lmao
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>>24853756
This. You shouldn't; have to be an advanced level fluent Spanish speaker just to understand 40% of the book.
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>>24853756
Anon I dunno how to tell you this but American literature has been cucked and reduced to this grungy "dusty asshole" slop pretty much ever since the inter-war period. We got a brief second wind buoyed by winning WWII backed up by commercialism wearing the skin of past glories going into the cold war but the bulk of it has been demoralized slop ever since we burnt or recycled most of our original fiction due to paper shortages and the Great Depression, and then the fags and communists parasitized our centers of learning and culture.
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>>24853756
>quotation marks
>comma
>question marks
Your mastery of English is too great for McCarthshit
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The judge wept
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Did another zoomer make a video about this book to cause a bunch of new favela IQ threads or something
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>>24853756
Too much punctuation, not long enough of a sentence, and you used quotation marks. 3/10 try again faggotshit
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>>24855958
Lol
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>>24855958
Lel not bad
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>>24855958
This is more like the McCarthy from ncfom than Blood meridian, apart from the Spanish



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