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After the sights he would have to twiddle his thumbs until the joints cracked. ” That phrase about dragging the truth through swamps of nonsense she remembered from Capes. Then she sat watching the play, sometimes offering a helpful suggestion, sometimes letting her attention wander to the smoothly shining arms she had folded across her knees just below the edge of the table. All alone; and nobody cared whether he lived or died. The day was unseasonably humid and dark, a thick fog having descended over manicured lawns.
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