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Wilson rubbed his tongue against the dry edge of his teeth”Oh, men, Ah’m thirsty,” he chantedHe twisted on the litter, holding up his head toward the leaden glaring sky, his throat poised on the edge of a delicious blissAny moment they would give him some water and the torture of his miu miu bag tongue and palate would be assuaged”Men, gimme a drink,” Wilson muttered”Le’s have some water
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“Take it easy, Wilson,” Brown muttered
Stanley halted, his legs quivering, and they set him down”Give him some dior saddle water for God’s sakes,” Stanley shouted
“You can’t give him water with a stomach wound,” Goldstein protested
“What do you know about it?”
“You can’t give him water,” Goldstein said’”
“Water’s out,” Brown panted
“Aaah, you guys gimme a pain in the ass,” Stanley bawled
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