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“I can get you,” Mr. Spurlock bent his head to the rail. He depended upon her, for his medicine, for his drink, for the little amusement it was now permissible to give him. He built her the most beautiful castle 242 in the world in the desert, carving fountains where real water ran and gardens in a place where no plant had ever bloomed. He had been hard since they had taken their clothes off. He hated himself a little for it. " "You…. Anna, you shall not go.
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