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Wheat paste (also known as flour paste, or simply paste) is a gel or liquid adhesive made from wheat flour or starch and water. It has been used since antiquity for various arts and crafts such as book binding, découpage, collage, papier-mâché, and adhering paper posters and notices to walls. Closely resembling wallpaper paste, a crude wheat flour paste can be made by mixing roughly equal portions of flour and water and heating until the mixture thickens.
A critical difference among wheat pastes is the division between those made from flour and those made from starch. Vegetable flours contain both gluten and starch. Over time the gluten in a flour paste cross-links, making it very difficult to release the adhesive. Using only starch, a fine quality, fully reversible paste can be produced. The latter is the standard adhesive for paper conservation.
Besides wheat, other vegetables also are processed into flours and starches from which pastes can be made: characteristics (e.g. strength, reversibility) vary with the plant species, manufacturer's processing, and recipe of the end-user.
"Paste" is a 5,800-word short story by Henry James first published in Frank Leslie’s Popular Monthly in December, 1899. James included the story in his collection, The Soft Side, published by Macmillan the following year. James conceived the story as a clever reversal of Guy de Maupassant's "The Necklace".
After the death of her aunt, the protagonist Charlotte and her cousin, her aunt’s stepson Arthur Prime, find a tin of imitation jewelry which includes a string of pearls. Charlotte is immediately fascinated with the pearls, and wonders if they could be a gift from when her aunt was an actress. Arthur disputes this and is insulted at the thought of some gentleman other than his father giving his stepmother such a gift. Charlotte quickly apologizes and agrees that the pearls could be nothing more than paste. With Arthur’s enthusiastic approval, she keeps the jewelry for the memory of her aunt.
When Charlotte returns to her governess' job, her friend, Mrs. Guy, asks her if she has anything to add color to her dress for an upcoming party. When Charlotte shows Mrs. Guy the jewelry, she too becomes fascinated with the string of pearls, insisting that they are genuine. Mrs. Guy wears the string to the party; and when Charlotte finds out that everyone believed that they were real, she insists that they must be returned to her cousin. Mrs. Guy claims that it was Arthur's foolishness to have given away the necklace, and that Charlotte should have no guilt in keeping it.
Hook:
You niggas stowin' stones at a glass house
You niggas don't be livin' would you read by
How lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
I started from the bottom, put put you mad out
King me, nigga nigga, king me, nigga nigga
Bowl down when I come around, I say king me nigga
King me, nigga, king me, nigga, king me, nigga,
Money and the thing to me nigga.
G, see I don't get no paper and I see why
Call y nigga hustle stack, then my money need high,
When I was young I had a neck and thirty lead high
I f*cked it up some that nigga like a B hot,
King me, nigga nigga, if you need and work
What you gotta do is ring me, nigga
In the trunk, in the car when I heard I got it, I got it,
I'm talking about that .. I'm talking bout that product,
I'm talking bout the products, I'm the king
You were born, you s*ck the niggas be alone
You p**sy nigga from the door, you rucky nigga from abroad,
Get rolio all on my own, for forty all in my trunk,
That 40 all in my waste and make me point it all in your face,
You p**sy nigga.
Hook:
You niggas stowin' stones at a glass house
You niggas don't be livin' would you read by
How lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
I started from the bottom, put put you mad out
King me, nigga nigga, king me, nigga nigga
Bowl down when I come around, I say king me nigga
King me, nigga, king me, nigga, king me, nigga,
Money and the thing to me nigga.
I put it in all into all the water never start shit,
See the problem is their mouthy bigger than their artist,
Get them boisy strapped up, but them niggas won't shoot the thing,
Unless them p*ssies at them shooting range,
King me nigga, crown me nigga,
if you really got beef when you see then down me nigga
See I off keep those feelie gangstas around me, nigga
And I'm fresh my fabric softa, no down me nigga,
Got Versace all in my back, top sin on my leg,
If this the wall on my lack, floating off for my trap,
There's no fillie, EA boy gillie the play,
Show real, got young shoes, they do whatever he say,
Let's go!
Hook:
You niggas stowin' stones at a glass house
You niggas don't be livin' would you read by
How lonesome and familiar in my trap house?
I started from the bottom, put put you mad out
King me, nigga nigga, king me, nigga nigga
Bowl down when I come around, I say king me nigga
King me, nigga, king me, nigga, king me, nigga,