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Product Details
Author:
Talmage Powell
Format:
Paperback
Pages:
200
Publisher:
Adams Media (November 15, 2012)
Language:
English
ISBN-13:
9781440555985
ISBN-10:
1440555982
Weight:
5.26oz
Dimensions:
5" x 8" x 0.5"
Case Pack:
42
File:
Eloquence-SimonSchuster_09032026_P10573212_onix30_Complete-20260903.xml
Folder:
Eloquence
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$16.95
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Publisher Identifier:
P-SS
Discount Code:
A
Audience:
General/trade
Pub Discount:
65
Imprint:
Prologue Books
Overview
My name is Ed Rivers.
I live in Tampa, Florida, where I work as a private cop. I’m six feet tall, weigh in at about one ninety, and am forty years old.
When I look in the mirror I see a heavy, bearish face, dark-tanned and creased, the thick lids giving the brown eyes a lazy look. Women either get a charge from that face or want to run from it. Men fear it or trust it to the hilt. It isn’t a face that ever meets a neutral reaction.
I’m not always happy about that, but it’s my face and I have to do the best I can with it.
I live in Tampa, Florida, where I work as a private cop. I’m six feet tall, weigh in at about one ninety, and am forty years old.
When I look in the mirror I see a heavy, bearish face, dark-tanned and creased, the thick lids giving the brown eyes a lazy look. Women either get a charge from that face or want to run from it. Men fear it or trust it to the hilt. It isn’t a face that ever meets a neutral reaction.
I’m not always happy about that, but it’s my face and I have to do the best I can with it.
