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The houses on Snow Hill were thronged, like those in Old Bailey. Everything in his favour—the luck of the gods! The only white men were miles down the coast. The smell of laundry detergent was noticeable, the bed sheets very tightly stretched across the bed, tucked in on three sides.

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