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Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. There was a shrill cry, instantly succeeded by a deep splash. 7. The smell of laundry detergent was noticeable, the bed sheets very tightly stretched across the bed, tucked in on three sides. "You do love me?" "God knows how much!" Suddenly he laid his head on her shoulder. He was daring enough to have seized and carried him off before the whole congregation, but he preferred waiting. "Whatever you like, Hoddy," she agreed, wiping the sweat from her forehead.
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