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. She closed the book that she had been pretending to read and gathered her black umbrella and her backpack, a childish accoutrement she despised. ” That phrase about dragging the truth through swamps of nonsense she remembered from Capes. The taste of his sweat was intoxicating, like sweet brandy, like blood.
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