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Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. " "But I never told you how the natives fished. She would never look squarely at these dream forms that mocked the social order in which she lived, never admit she listened to the soft whisperings in her ear. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. I fought ten lions at once.
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