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He was almost frightening in silhouette, his hair uncontrollable under the best of circumstances, but that changed when you saw his face. At night she would turn it in her fingers like a rosary bead. . One day she had thrown all the gifts into the lagoon, and visited the secret nook no more. The pursuit of pleasure, selfgratification, is an original instinct with her.
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