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 from: Flappers and Philosophers
 by F. Scott Fitzgerald
Note: The last full word on the line just before the right boundary cuts the line is
 marked with boldface.
01 This unlikely story begins on a sea that was a blue dream, as colorful as blue-silk
02 stockings, and beneath a sky as blue as the irises of children's eyes. From the
03 western half of the sky the sun was shying little golden disks at the sea—if you
04 gazed intently enough you could see them skip from wave tip to wave tip until
05 joined a broad collar of golden coin that was collecting half a mile out and would
06 eventually be a dazzling sunset. About half-way between the Florida shore and the
07 golden collar a white steam-yacht, very young and graceful, was riding at anchor and
08 under a blue-and-white awning aft a yellow-haired girl reclined in a wicker settee
09 reading The Revolt of the Angels, by Anatole France.