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“You are absurd,” she declared. The bleach had ruined it, with yellow-orange streaks invading the frizzy white that cascaded in wavy tendrils coated with greasy hairspray. “What a fool I am!” he muttered, standing up on the hearthrug, and leaning his elbows upon the broad mantelpiece. Her fingers found the lump she sought and, with a little effort, she dragged out the black-wrapped foil. We were two people with a craving. " "You mustn't talk.
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