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I want you to be my lover. She parted the curtains to find him standing there. I am not going to be a chorus girl, or even a super. “But it is so difficult——” “Not at all,” he answered eagerly. It plucked shingles from the school building, threatening to shake them all loose one by one like rotting teeth. Wearied at length with thinking on the past, and terrified by the prospect of the future, he threw himself on the straw with which the cage was littered, and endeavoured to compose himself to slumber. I wish they would just get it over with. “But your hair,” he gasped.
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