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“I will go,” he said. He got off on it. Michelle looked at Lucy's feet, still in the ugly brown loafers she had worn since last year. To love in such a way, it is excessively selfish. She sat on the edge of the bed overwhelmed, the roses cradled in her arms. Ann Veronica was lying on her bed in a darkling room staring at the ceiling.
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