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She threw the bags of marijuana and a tiny bag of white powder he had in the sewer, unfortunately they were his only worldly possessions. For a few days she was fascinated by the place, exploring the moldy rooms, the weird treasures hiding in forgotten trousseaus. The transverse spars before mentioned were as slippery as ice; and the hollows between them were filled ankle-deep with water. She read on and on, now thrilled by the swiftly moving drama, now enraptured by the tender passages of love.
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