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She did not wince. “I remember when you walked me home. I’ve bored you or something. What you would look upon as immorality is here merely an established custom, three thousand years older than Christianity, accepted with no more ado than that which would accompany you should you become a clerk in a shop. I’m glad you could come. So while he talked to this girl of work and freedom, his slightly protuberant eyes were noting the gracious balance of her limbs and body across the gate, the fine lines of her chin and neck. However, that’s over and done with. Shari draped herself lazily upon her unmade bed.
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