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“You remember our first meeting?” “Yes,” he answered hoarsely. If you had taken your degree, for example. We wore invisible chains and invisible blinkers. Here and there, patches of flesh adhered to the bones, and the dank dripping hair hanging about what had once been the face, gave it a ghastly appearance.
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