She let go of him and stood up, straightening herself. Little did I imagine at the time that it was my own father to whom he referred. “I have made no arrangements as yet— none at all. He was caked with dried muck. As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the profound abyss. We have seen great and sober-minded men come to this unholy city, and become degenerates.
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