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Then, if you are bad to me, I can more easily blow off your head. ‘What is it?’ ‘Er—shouldn’t I tell—I mean, the young lady, sir—’ ‘You can leave the young lady to me. But I don’t care; I haven’t a spark of shame. The sky periodically pummeled her with hail pellets as she would pass through the deserted intersections. She gasped with pain, but she did not release her grip.
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