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A dull light shone through the open window blinds and softened the room with parchment yellowness. “Dear friend,” she said, “do not magnify me into a physiological problem. It feels like it. “Aren’t we all just odds and ends of humanity —the left-overs, you know. ” Mr. Let us be gone.
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