Author:  Ian Fleming
Book:    Thunderball
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ugly night swim, had built up tensions that could only be eased by sleep and solitude. He went out like a light – to dream of Domino being pursued by a shark with dazzling white teeth that suddenly became Largo, Largo who turned on him with those huge hands. They were coming closer, they reached slowly for him, they had him by the shoulder …

( Ian Fleming )
[ Thunderball ]
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