You know what could help the governor dilute all that Pleasantville weirdness?
Its the car holding Frank Newtons furniture that hes after—their household goods theyre shipping to Pleasantville.
I came back from Pleasantville last night with a heart full of envy.
Sherry read the sprawling writing: 7-23, Pleasantville, marked across the locked door of the car, and pulled out a document.
In his wanderings Frank brought up at a town called Pleasantville.
He very deftly introduced the system in vogue at the Pleasantville express office.
They had engaged a freight car to carry their belongings to Pleasantville.
The remainder of the church is to be constructed of white marble, from the Pleasantville quarries, in Westchester county.
Hes waiting for somebody to come to Pleasantville, or for something to happen.
Upon the receipt of the telegram at Essex, he had hitched up the horse promptly and started for Pleasantville.