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The cause of this uproar was soon manifest. He had been quite right to sit down. It shall be your wedding ring. ” “Thanks to me,” he repeated, puzzled. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. What she admired in her man was his resolute defense of his opinions.
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