The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. The following morning found him in the doctor's waiting room, a black cigar turning unlighted in his teeth. No, don’t let me call myself that. I’m sorry. “Why did you ever let me love you? Why did you ever let me peep through the gates of Paradise? Oh! my God! I don’t begin to feel and realize this yet. Milky sunlight spilled on the floor.
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