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Down in my part of the world it's all a man has to go by. The love-songs of all the ages were singing in her blood, the scent of night stock from the garden filled the air, and the moths that beat upon the closed frames of the window next the lamp set her mind dreaming of kisses in the dusk. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. ” His eyes were squeezed shut.
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