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‘I can’t think how I’ve tolerated myself all these years. He began munching his water-chestnuts—a small brown radish-shaped vegetable, with the flavour of coconut—that grow along the river brims. Living’s just material. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. Capes—the ‘Capes crave,’ they would call it in America.
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