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She stumbled through a thorny copse, her slippers sliding on patches of sand that gave way to rock. From a bi-secting street came shouting and music. She formed a habit which embarrassed Spurlock greatly, but at first he dared not complain. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. “No, I administered poisons to you according to the ancient tradition. F. He still watched her and questioned her. ‘Go on, Gerald.
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