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’ ‘It’s too late for that,’ Gerald told her evenly. His obtuse hands punched and jabbed at her uselessly, then he throttled her neck with the last of his strength. The rainstorm, short-lived, began to subside. A brief description will suffice for them. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. Charcoal. 1.
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