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“You won’t give me away, Anna. She described it so vividly. She was curious, and at the same time clearly resolved she must not hear it. Fiercely defensive, as usual. Then she begins to have visions of what is forbidden to all mortals: knowledge of the future. Her two sticks were bare and brown, her snugged canvas drab, her brasses dull, her anchor mottled with rust.
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