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Shari’s head poked out of the bathroom where she had been preoccupied with preparations for her morning shower. He could lose himself for hours at a time. She thought of how much she wanted to eat the foods she had once feasted on that now smelled as innocuous as spring flowers. With this view he struck off into a narrow street on the left, and soon entered a small alehouse, over the door of which hung the sign of the "Welsh Trumpeter. ‘You imbecile.
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