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She felt scrawny, lanky, badly dressed in a baggy black T-shirt, sweaty, not at all beautiful; not even pretty. “Why? Do you think I’m a stoner?” He asked. Fool that I was to part with my lantern! But I'll soon set myself straight. He meant to take her out of this room, perhaps even out of the house. . .
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