In his youth he must have been a remarkably handsome man, for he is still handsome. Why am I here—thirty years of loneliness? Because I know women, the good and the bad; and because I could not have the good, I would not take the bad. The sun was setting, casting long dreary shadows across deformed apple trees.
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