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” Annabel moistened her dry lips with a handkerchief steeped in eau de Cologne. I had to stay in school no matter how sick I was. He could not kiss Ruth because the acquired conscience—struggling on its way to limbo—made the idea repellant. She could smell him almost as strongly as she could the new paint on the fire escape walls, along with the wool suit and the weird polyester smell of his wet umbrella.
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