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"Do you know what you make me think of?" "What?" "As if you had stepped out of some old family album. The afternoon was her own; but from eight until midnight she sat beside the patient. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses.
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