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Once she reached the bamboo curtain, clutched at it and tore it down as his arms went around her waist. She went about the gory business of disposing of the bodies, cutting them up with a large butcher knife and packing the light dry pieces of their bloodless remains in a double ply garbage bag, pieces that looked like overcooked, ruined meat. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes.
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