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She complained of the crowded cities, dismayed that the people were repopulating them like rabbits. You shall lie upon your back; your head shall be covered; and your feet shall be bare. So she took up Stevenson and began to read aloud. “In the end,” it seemed to be thinking, “they embalmed me with the utmost respect—sound spices chosen to endure—the best! I took my world as I found it. That would come later.
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