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Below was an uninspiring street, a thoroughfare of boarding-houses and apartments. The soil was identical, the climate; still, they would not bear the Olympian fruit, with its purple-lined jacket and its snow-white pulp. Ruth broke the exquisite pose by summoning Ah Cum, who was lured into a lecture upon the water-clock. As they entered the room beyond, a fierce growl was heard. Sheila knew that the Eat & Shop on the corner of 53rd and Oleson was a flimsy front for an all-in-the-family whorehouse. She took up a book and threw it down again.
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