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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about Books, Press, Chicago with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Poetry?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Wine-Dark Sea'
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conversations.value: What is the first five paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: The Wine-Dark Sea
  When Carys and a few other friends planned to drop by to visit the following morning—the only time Francois would accept company—Daniel slipped out on the pretext of needing fresh milk and sugar. He went to the local art supply store, Melodies Graphiques in the Saint Gervais district. He bought a large ream of white paper on a roll. The store manager wrapped it in brown paper and Daniel lugged it home. Francois would love this.
  Francois' boyish good humor restored itself until their guests left, urged to leave perhaps in unaccustomed hurry by Francois.
  He barely had time to shove the table and chairs aside and to assemble the paper ream on the floor when Francois ran into the room.
  He rolled out another piece of paper beside the first, Francois holding the corners down. Daniel used masking tape to hold the curling paper to the floor, using as little as possible until a large area of the floor was covered in paper.
  The two men stripped and Francois' cock showed his excitement. Daniel was aware of his own heavy breathing as he crawled on his knees to his naked lover, his lips going straight for the big, heavy cock twitching at the touch of his breath.
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conversations.value: What is five more paragraphs?
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conversations.value: His father nodded. "He won't give up. He'll fight for you. I want to kick that bastard for what he did to you."
  Daniel sipped his coffee. "He's your friend? Wow, I wish I'd known. She's always been horrible to me."
  His father ran a hand through his hair. "No. I was concerned when Darrell told me the troubles they were having with him. I know he's treated Celine very badly."
  Jason glanced away from him. "Darrell admits she pushed him to do that. He'd promised her for weeks. Then, the night before the exhibit, she threatened to pull his show. Can you imagine? All his plotting and scheming?"
  He didn't stay for breakfast. He needed time to think. He couldn't return to his own apartment and he refused to stay with Lu and Jason in case Francois showed up.
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conversations.value: What is the last four paragraphs?
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conversations.value: Allowed to stroll the deck at the end of the meal and before coffee was served on the return journey back to the dock, Daniel was surprised that he felt full, but not stuffed.
  Lu chattered on as Jason dragged her away. The moon turned dark and had a slight green tint, making Daniel think of a big, juicy grape.
  Kofi drew Daniel to him once again. As they kissed, Daniel felt in his lover's arms that the sea between them was calm, very calm, the fire ready for their taking, wherever and whenever they wanted. Their love felt like a rich red wine. It would only get better and better with time.
  A.J. Llewellyn lives in California, but dreams of living in Hawaii. Frequent trips to all the islands, bags of Kona coffee in the fridge and a healthy collection of Hawaiian records keep him refueled.His passion for the islands led to writing a play about the last ruling monarch of Hawaii, Queen Lili'uokalani. He has written a non-erotic novel about the overthrow of her kingdom written in diary form from her maid's point of view.