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Books were always sliding and slipping, clumsy objects to hold. She was the type that people of every age gravitated to, naturally affable and kind to everyone. But you don’t particularly want to do the job that sets you free—for its own sake. Ann Veronica stared at his foolish, propitiatory smile, his hungry gaze, through one moment of amazement, then stepped aside and went on her way with a quickened step.
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