” “Except,” said Constance, surveying her work with her head on one side, “to keep the matches from the litter. Who invented them? Nobody knows. ” He intoned. Her hair was washed for her also. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. They drove around town that night in his Buick convertible.
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