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"I have never been out of this horrible dungeon since we last met," he said; "though how long ago that is, I scarcely know. FOREWORD Forever Fifteen was born of a dream I had in 2002, a dream that was part nightmare. “What was that?” she asked sharply. Perhaps the day of her recompense was at hand. Why? Because she knew him in life, because, so long as she could remember, he had crossed and recrossed her vision—Sidney Carton. I worshipped her and subdued myself. She was making it up. He would read the jokes and illustrate them; and after a time I could see the point of a joke without having it explained to me. I am a man—of a sort of experience. Then the long lashes sank demurely over them. I have plenty in common with Mike. Anything that might stir the sense of love And God has mocked me through it all.
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