Book:    Cannery Row
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There were frogs all right, thousands of them. Their voices beat the night, they boomed and barked and croaked and rattled. They sang to the stars, to the waning moon, to the waving grasses. They bellowed long songs and challenges.

( John Steinbeck )
[ Cannery Row ]
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