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” John gestured. I need a white man, if only to talk to; and it will be a god send to talk to someone of your intelligence. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself. Wood. What do you say to Brighton——” Anna looked at him quietly—and he never finished his sentence.
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