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"Don't you recognize me, woman?" She looked at him, puzzled, and he said, "
Sheeit! Mama Zito's Temple down on Prideaux Street. I was the damn fool used
to stand out front and drag folks in for the service." "Foster," she said. "Is that right
"Damn! I don't wanna get killed 'bout no damn green-eyed monkey!" He took off
his jacket and wrapped it around his forearm and pulled a switchblade out of his
trousers. "What you starin' at, woman?" He cast his eyes up to the heavens.
I'd be a damn fool, me, if I didn't. Ain't no point in not believin'." He held up a
moldy orange. "See this here. That Robichaux boy he come 'bout ever' week and
leave an orange, and the way that family is, so damn mean to each other and
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - dukedom_enough - www.librarything.com
We've been taught in recent years to think of mindless brain-eaters when we hear the word "zombies". In 1984, Shepard's first novel inverted the stereotype. A secret medical project, hidden in the ... Read full review
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I just don't like zombies, sorry...Not a bad book, sort of reminded me of Shelley's _Frankenstein_. Read full review