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His head was small and bullet-shaped, and he did not wear a wig, but had his sleek black hair cut off closely round his temples. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. She loved him. It felt too good. I do not know if I will have to escape quickly once more.
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