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” Ann Veronica said nothing. ” “I wish I could make you visible to yourself. ’ Gerald let out a sigh both relieved and satisfied and repeated the name. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice.
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