"I could picture hundreds and hundreds of boys living on the wrong side if cities, boys with black eyes who jumped at their own shadows. Hundreds of boys who maybe watched sunsets and looked at stars and ached for something better. I could see boys going down under rue lights because they were mean and tough and hated the world, and it was too late to tell them that there was still good in it, and they wouldn't believe toi if toi did."
These are things I l’amour about each greaser in The Outsiders. They all have a special place in my cœur, coeur and always will. They are all so sweet and all have...
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