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“I can’t. \"What did you think of Poltergeist, John?\" She tried to engage him in conversation as Mark's music blared from the van's stereo system. "Look at it!" he felt like screaming. Very good. He was a thin old man, a wreck in a ruined body, but nothing would induce him to stand in any other way than as stiffly erect as possible like the soldier he had always been, even though he was obliged to lean on his silver-handled cane to do so. “I am not dependent upon any one. ‘You see,’ he pursued blandly, ‘I lead a life of the most intolerable boredom.
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