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I feel like a fraudulent trustee. His scent was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of infants. Gerald’s thoughts raced as he reached out supporting hands and murmured meaningless phrases to soothe. As they entered the room beyond, a fierce growl was heard. I made it a point to bring beachcombers to the house to fill her with horror of mankind.
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