You creep around in a nun’s habit, peering into a private ballroom. I want to do without that for a time. “I want to have no distractions. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house. After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees.
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