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‘Oh, Lord,’ muttered Gerald, going instantly to her aid. Ann Veronica loved beautiful things, and the beauty of undraped loveliness not least among them; but these were pictures that did but insist coarsely upon the roundness of women’s bodies. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Sometimes when adrenaline rushes through a body. Leave me behind: I'm not afraid. Down in my part of the world it's all a man has to go by.
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