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On the north stood the battlements of one of the towers of the gate. Even that he was an interfering person, if he walked through that door this moment, she would fling herself at him and weep all over his chest. Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. “Shit happens, John.

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