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He came to the door and as he opened it a crack, she pushed herself inside urgently. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. ’ She shook her head sadly. She attended to that, and then dismissed it as unimportant. “Don’t know me, eh? I like that.
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