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Read the excerpt from “man listening to disc.” to tommy potter for taking the time to join us on this breezy afternoon with his most unwieldy bass and to the esteemed arthur taylor who is somehow managing to navigate this crowd with his cumbersome drums. and i bow deeply to thelonious monk for figuring out a way to motorize—or whatever—his huge piano so he could be with us today. which of the following additional features would best enhance the reader’s understanding of this excerpt? a diagram showing the narrator’s route through the city a visual simulation of the man walking down the street audio samples of music by the specified musicians textbook chapters on the history of jazz musicians

Buckminster boy. she glared at him. "lizzie, i swear to you, as sure as i'm standing right here—that's a lie. every bit of it. every single bit." "my granddaddy said it was a lie, too." she leaned her head to one side and looked at him steadily. "so why haven't you been down to the island? " "so only you get to ask questions now? " "yes." she waited. "i haven't been down to the island because my father believes that you were using me to you stay on malaga island." "well," she said slowly. "well." "i didn't believe it, either." the sea breeze lay at their feet panting, hoping they would play with it again. based on what turner and lizzie say, which is the best conclusion that can be drawn? they are angered by the lies the adults have been spreading. neither of them is able to fully trust what the other is claiming. each trusts the other and cares a great deal about their friendship. both are worried about the troubles their friendship may bring.

Araby every morning i lay on the floor in the front parlour watching her door. the blind was pulled down to within an inch of the sash so that i could not be seen. when she came out on the doorstep my heart leaped. i ran to the hall, seized my books and followed her. i kept her brown figure always in my eye and, when we came near the point at which our ways diverged, i quickened my pace and passed her. this happened morning after morning. i had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood. what is the general tone of the passage? a. courageous b. comical c. passionate d. fearful