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He had barely said, \"Anytime,\" before she shut the door rather rudely in his face. He noted that she was fully dressed, that her hair was carefully done, that there was a knotted ribbon around her throat. A Hand that strove to reach his shoulder, relentless, soulless but lawful. Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments.
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