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She thrashed and screamed as he wrestled her back towards the bed. “I’d never have a day of peace again, John. ’ He glanced at Roding. " Bamboo and bead tinkled and slithered behind him. His hands came up, his face broke apart. I want to shout! I want to sing! I am glad! I am glad to be alive because you are alive! I am glad to be a woman because you are a man! I am glad! I am glad! I am glad! I thank God for life and you. ” “Of course,” his friend answered.
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