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  Cоmplete yоur finаl drаft belоw.  

  Cоmplete yоur finаl drаft belоw.  

  Cоmplete yоur finаl drаft belоw.  

  Cоmplete yоur finаl drаft belоw.  

  Cоmplete yоur finаl drаft belоw.  

  Cоmplete yоur finаl drаft belоw.  

Identify the аuthоr аnd title. Then explicаte the passage. The bоy, crоuched on his nail keg at the back of the crowded room, knew he smelled cheese, and more: from where he sat he could see the ranked shelves close-packed with the solid, squat, dynamic shapes of tin cans whose labels his stomach read, not from the lettering which meant nothing to his mind but from the scarlet devils and the silver curve of fish—this, the cheese which he knew he smelled and the hermetic meat which his intestines believed he smelled coming in intermittent gusts momentary and brief between the other constant one, the smell and sense just a little of fear because mostly of despair and grief, the old fierce pull of blood. He could not see the table where the Justice sat and before which his father, and his father’s enemy (our enemy he thought in that despair;ourn! Mine and him both! He’s my father!) stood, but he could hear them, the two of them that is, because his father had said no word yet...