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The day was so darkly overcast that she had to turn on the small white porcelain lamp that sat upon the makeup crowded vanity. I needed a man the worst kind of way—a man I could keep for at least six months. He worked afternoons, when everybody else went to sleep; he worked at night under a heat-giving light, with insects buzzing and dropping about, with a blue haze of tobacco smoke that tried to get out and could not. Maggot tenderly. You will only make me hurt you the more. The baby did not strike at Sebastian. The rooks were cawing amid the boughs, and all nature appeared awaking to happiness.
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