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On a pallet in one corner lay a pale emaciated female. He was and always would be dramatizing his emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary self. “Soon she will return. She ran her gaze over him, and allowed her eyelashes to flutter down. Everything was very neat; it had evidently been straightened up and kept for her.
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