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Never had her father explained. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. We have lived under the same roof, but our ways seem to have lain wide apart. Every time you mention the father, she turns into marble. He stood on the top step for a moment, lost in deep thought. "Tell me the truth, I implore you," cried Thames. I'm in a funk," Spurlock confessed.
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