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The thought passed through his mind even as he started to cross the terrace at a jogtrot, moving to head her off. She breathed into a cloth soaked in rose oil as Sebastian had prescribed, but the smell of roses mixed obscenely with the smell of death and decay, causing her to retch. She slipped silently inside the door as he went inside a 12 putrid little bathroom to urinate. “‘Go it, missie,’ they said; “kick aht!’ “I swore at that policeman—and disgusted him.
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