“You stupid bitch. Old saltwater was right. I am engaged to sing every evening at the ‘Unusual’ music hall. The recollection of all her unhappiness, the loveless years, the unending loneliness, the injustice of it, rolled up to her lips in verbal lava. She shut her lips hard, her jaw hardened, and she set herself to struggle with him. ” A bureaucratic three hours later, the paperwork was finished.
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