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She was young and bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long, straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her shoulders. And put ‘em in little books for remembrance. There was a wild light in her eye, and her straight hair was out demonstrating and suffragetting upon some independent notions of its own. Go to it. I must take you to the Suffrage people, and the Tolstoyans, and the Fabians. She began to act. ‘You don’t favour her, bar the black hair. Our men had him fast, held down in a chair.
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