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The Killers

By Ernest Hemingway

The door of Henry’s lunch-room opened and two men came in. They sat down at the counter.
‘What’s yours?’ George asked them.
‘I don’t know,’ one of the men said. ‘What do you want to eat, Al?’
‘I don’t know,’ said Al. ‘I don’t know what I want to eat.’
Outside it was getting dark. The street light came on outside the window. The two men at the counter read the menu. From the other end of the counter Nick Adams watched them. He had been talking to George when they came in.

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