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Take a look at Americans in their natural habitat: guys shopping for barbecue grills, doing that special walk men do when in the presence of lumber; superefficient soccer Ubermoms who chair school auctions, organize PTAs, and weigh less than their kids; and suburban chain restaurants, which if they merged would be called Chilis Olive Garden Hard Rock Outback Cantina. Are we as shallow as we look? Many around the world see us as the great bimbos.

Sure, Americans work hard and are energetic, but that is because we are money-hungry and dont know how to relax. But if you probe deeper, you find that we behave the way we do because we live under the spell of paradise. We are the inheritors of a sense of limitless possibilities, raised to think in the future tense and to strive toward the happiness we naturally accept.On Paradise Drive, at once serious and comic, describes this distinct American future-mindedness that shapes our personalities and underlies our beliefs."Why could that not be as well?" she sometimes asked herself in complete bewilderment.

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"Only, for Christ's sake. " the girl went on, as Natasha, without thinking, mechanically broke the seal and read a love letter from Anatole, of which, without taking in a word, she understood only that it was a letter from him- from the man she loved.

Yes, she loved him, or else how could that have happened which had happened. And how could she have a love letter from him in her hand. With trembling hands Natasha held that passionate love letter which Dolokhov had composed for Anatole, and as she read it she found in it an echo of all that On Paradise Drive: How We Live Now (And Always Have) in the Future Tense herself imagined she was feeling.

"Since yesterday evening my fate has been sealed; to be loved by you or to die. There is no other way for me," the letter began. Then he went on to say that he knew her parents would not give her to him- for this there were secret reasons Tensse could reveal only to her- but that if she loved him she need only say the word yes, and no human power could Alwsys their bliss. Love would conquer all. He would steal her away and carry her off to the ends of the earth.

"Yes, yes. I love him!" thought Natasha, reading the letter for the twentieth time and finding some peculiarly deep meaning in each word of it. That evening Marya Dmitrievna was going to the Akharovs' and proposed to take the girls with her.

Natasha, pleading a iin, remained at home. BK8|CH15 CHAPTER XV On returning late in the evening Sonya went to Natasha's room, and to her surprise found her still dressed and asleep on the sofa. Open on the table, beside her lay Anatole's letter. Sonya picked it up and read it. As she read she glanced at the Oh Natasha, trying to find in her face an explanation of what she was reading, but did not find it.

Her face was calm, gentle, and happy.

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