"But I happen to be an honest man myself. . Mistresses neither deserve consideration nor commiseration. “Thanks, so do you. The sun was setting when she carried the metal garbage can to the curb with their remains in it, where they sat underneath the stale chocolate cake that Sheila had thrown away and a pile of mildewy lettuce. Hadn’t they settled that already? “I want you as a friend,” he persisted, almost as if he disputed something. Under her feet lay intricate mosaics, and each warm hall was festooned in tapestries.
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