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Let me begin again .
I like life on the resort worlds -- always have and , after the upcoming mindwipe , always will .
Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova .
There 's only one city : called Nuevo Acapulco in La Enciclopedia del Empirio de la Humanidad , it 's N'apulco to the locals .
The N'apulcans are mostly emigrants from Polaris II ; the only difference between them and their Carribbean ancestors is that the ancestors fleeced NorAm tourists .
Now the N'apulcans profit from their Hispanic siblings .
I do n't mean to sound cynical .
I suppose I wish to show that I 'm still capable of a certain authorial distance , a semblance of dispassionate observation .
The following events may indicate otherwise .
In fine tourist tradition , most homes on Vega IV are named .
Mine was The Sleeping Flamingo , and its outer walls were coral pink .
Were they mood - sensitive , they would have changed as I first viewed them .
The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either .
She said , " It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? "
My instinct was to gesture curtly with a cupped hand that she lift the wind boat and take me elsewhere .
But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism .
And then , because a playwright can not resist a promising line , I said , " Your Sleeping Flamingo should be put to sleep . " | Who rented a small house on Vega IV ? || Bernardo Flynn | 1True
| [
"The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either .",
"She said , \" It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? \"",
"But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism .",
"Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova ."
] |
Let me begin again .
I like life on the resort worlds -- always have and , after the upcoming mindwipe , always will .
Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova .
There 's only one city : called Nuevo Acapulco in La Enciclopedia del Empirio de la Humanidad , it 's N'apulco to the locals .
The N'apulcans are mostly emigrants from Polaris II ; the only difference between them and their Carribbean ancestors is that the ancestors fleeced NorAm tourists .
Now the N'apulcans profit from their Hispanic siblings .
I do n't mean to sound cynical .
I suppose I wish to show that I 'm still capable of a certain authorial distance , a semblance of dispassionate observation .
The following events may indicate otherwise .
In fine tourist tradition , most homes on Vega IV are named .
Mine was The Sleeping Flamingo , and its outer walls were coral pink .
Were they mood - sensitive , they would have changed as I first viewed them .
The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either .
She said , " It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? "
My instinct was to gesture curtly with a cupped hand that she lift the wind boat and take me elsewhere .
But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism .
And then , because a playwright can not resist a promising line , I said , " Your Sleeping Flamingo should be put to sleep . " | Who rented a small house on Vega IV ? || The narrator | 1True
| [
"The rental agent , an attractive N'apulcan named Tasha Cortez , was not mood - sensitive either .",
"She said , \" It 's beautiful , is n't it , Señor Flynn ? \"",
"But she was young and attractive ( as I have said and may say again ) and eager and so happy to be assisting the infamous Bernardo Flynn that I merely raised an eyebrow in mild scepticism .",
"Last year , I rented a small house on Vega IV , a sea world , all islands and reefs and archipelagos , turquoise waters and aquamarine skies , sunrises like symphonies and sunsets like stars gone supernova ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is the sculpture heavy ? || Not at all | 0False
| [
"She handed the sculpture to me .",
"I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .",
"\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is the sculpture heavy ? || Slightly | 0False
| [
"She handed the sculpture to me .",
"I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .",
"\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is the sculpture heavy ? || Very light | 0False
| [
"She handed the sculpture to me .",
"I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .",
"\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is the sculpture heavy ? || Yes it is | 1True
| [
"She handed the sculpture to me .",
"I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .",
"\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || In Tasha's house | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Under the sculptures | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Within the narrator's range | 1True
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Somewhere near the narrator | 1True
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Around a trash fire | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Somewhere around the hill | 1True
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Underground | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Tunnels | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo live ? || Somewhere nearby | 1True
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"He lives around here somewhere ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || White colour | 0False
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || Big ears | 0False
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his being lightweight | 0False
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || Little | 1True
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his fondness of sculptures | 0False
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his habit of running to people | 0False
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his small size and big furry feet | 1True
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || Furry feet | 1True
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Where does Frodo get his name ? || From his furry feet and small size | 1True
| [
"\" Why ' Frodo ' ? \"",
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Frodo is a pet | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"",
"\" Hardly ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Frodo is wild | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"",
"\" Hardly ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || No, he is not | 1True
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"",
"\" Hardly ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Yes | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"",
"\" Hardly ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Is Frodo the narrator 's pet ? || Yeah | 0False
| [
"I said , \" Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? \"",
"Malaquez said , \" Your pet ? \"",
"\" Hardly ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Did Tasha know that the sculpture was heavy ? || Yes he did | 1True
| [
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet .",
"She handed the sculpture to me .",
"\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known .",
"He laughed ."
] |
The side of Malaquez 's parcel gave way to reveal a greenmunk caught in a sheen of solid air .
Bits of leaf mold flew from under his feet as he ran to greet a friend or a bringer of food .
Tasha oohed in awe .
I said , " Frodo 's been visiting you , eh ? "
Malaquez said , " Your pet ? "
" Hardly .
He lives around here somewhere .
I suppose he was attracted to the commotion up the hill . "
" Ah , " Malaquez said .
" Why ' Frodo ' ? "
Tasha said , " A little fellow with big , furry feet .
What else could he be called ? "
She handed the sculpture to me .
I almost dropped it ; I expected it to weigh no more than a holo .
" Heavy , " I said , as if he might not have known .
He laughed .
" My last piece was of four old Undersiders crouched around a trash fire .
Be glad someone did n't toss that to you . "
He spoke of his art with the enthusiasm of a seven - year - old .
" Um , I should wait to importune you , but ... " | Did Tasha know that the sculpture was heavy ? || Definitely not | 0False
| [
"Tasha said , \" A little fellow with big , furry feet .",
"She handed the sculpture to me .",
"\" Heavy , \" I said , as if he might not have known .",
"He laughed ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || It was very long time ago | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || Someone told him about what happened and he wasn't actually there that night | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || He was drunk that night | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || He has bad memory | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does the narrator state that she does " not remember any of this well " ? || They had too much to drink | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || She loved Solevgrad jazz | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || Her neighbor played it constantly, loudly, and badly | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || She was drunk, otherwise had no idea what that was | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || Because she loved her school | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why did Tasha think herself an expert in Solevgrad jazz ? || Because she studied in school | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || That person had a neighbor who always played it | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He played Solevgrad jazz | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He studied Solevgrad jazz in school | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He loved Solevgrad jazz | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was the other person arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || He was drunk and thought himself an expert | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || Tasha thought she knew more about it because she studied it, the narrator thought they knew more because their neighbor played it | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They both play Solevgrad jazz | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They were both drunk and both thought themselves as experts | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They both studied Solevgrad jazz at school | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why were the narrator and Tasha fighting over Solevgrad jazz ? || They both love Solevgrad jazz very much | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || His neighbor who played jazz constantly and loudly | 0False
| [
"The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .",
"She had no choice but to follow ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || Solevgrad Jazz | 0False
| [
"The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .",
"She had no choice but to follow ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || Her idea that she was an expert in Solegrad jazz | 0False
| [
"The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .",
"She had no choice but to follow ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What discussion topic does Nardo feel that Tasha was obligated to follow along with ? || Her obsession with fame | 1True
| [
"The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .",
"She had no choice but to follow ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || The play "Captured Moments" | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || Solevgrad jazz | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || An inconsequential topic | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || Obsession | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | On which topic did Tasha think of herself as an expert because she studied it in school ? || Fame | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Sociology | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Solevgrad jazz | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Psychology | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What subject did Tasha study in school ? || Math | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What is the name of the person Tasha was arguing with ? || Malaquez | 0False
| [
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What is the name of the person Tasha was arguing with ? || Emil | 0False
| [
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What is the name of the person Tasha was arguing with ? || Nardo | 1True
| [
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Stop obsessing with fame | 0False
| [
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"",
"I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Add Emil to her list of major accomplishments | 1True
| [
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"",
"I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Go to The Sleeping Flamingo with him | 0False
| [
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"",
"I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Seeing Emil home | 1True
| [
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"",
"I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What does Nardo assent to Tasha doing ? || Go home to Emil | 0False
| [
"I 'll see Emil home . \"",
"\" Yes , \" I said , \" Do that , \" and did not care what she did , or why .",
"Emil asked , \" You 're all right ? \"",
"I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Predator | 0False
| [
"Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"",
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Solevgrad jazz | 1True
| [
"Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"",
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Tasha | 0False
| [
"Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"",
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Fame | 0False
| [
"Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"",
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Nardo think he knew better ? || Psychology | 0False
| [
"Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"",
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Tasha study in school ? || Solevgrad jazz | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Tasha study in school ? || Psychology | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Tasha study in school ? || She didn't go to school | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She didn't argue about it | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She played Solevgrad jazz | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She studied it in school | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She was the only person who wasn't drunk and wanted to explain | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why was Tasha arguing about the worth of Solevgrad jazz || She was drunk and thought herself an expert | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || R'n'B | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Solevgrad jazz | 1True
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Ethnic music | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Drums | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did the narrators neighbor constantly play loudly and badly ? || Years | 0False
| [
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Nobody | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Emil | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Malaquez | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | According to Nardo , who did Tasha feel took her side of the argument ? || Nardo | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || It was very long time ago | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He was drunk | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He wasn't there and is just the narrator | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He has bad memory | 0False
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | Why does Nardo struggle to remember these events ? || He drank too much | 1True
| [
"I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .",
"( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to ."
] |
I had drunk too much , I confess , though we all had .
Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .
She had studied it in school , so she thought herself as an expert .
I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better .
Malaquez tried to mediate , but I saw him as siding with Tasha .
So , I think , did she .
The subject shifted from music to Tasha 's obsession with fame , undoubtedly by a leap that I made .
She had no choice but to follow .
( I do not remember any of this well , just now , nor do I care to .
Those who are truly curious may look at the last act of " Captured Moments . " ) I remember suggesting , with characteristic tact , that she add Emil to her small list of major accomplishments .
Malaquez glanced away , embarrassed .
Tasha looked at me as if to say , " I will . "
She said , " I feel sorry for you , Nardo .
I 'll see Emil home . "
" Yes , " I said , " Do that , " and did not care what she did , or why .
Emil asked , " You 're all right ? "
I muttered something he must have interpreted as assent .
They both walked up to Emil 's home while I watched the scarlet moonlight ripple on distant waves .
Disgusted with Tasha but more disgusted with myself , I finally realized she would not return that night and went into The Sleeping Flamingo to drink myself to sleep .
She had not come home when I woke in mid - morning . | What did Nardo 's neighbour play constantly , loudly , and badly ? || The drums | 0False
| [
"Tasha looked at me as if to say , \" I will . \"",
"She said , \" I feel sorry for you , Nardo .",
"Somehow , Tasha and I began to argue the worth of Solevgrad jazz , as inconsequential a topic as I can imagine .",
"I once had a neighbor who played it constantly , loudly , and badly , so I thought I knew it better ."
] |