Curiosity held her by one hand, urging her to recklessness, and caution held her by the other. 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. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. " The girl's blood ran warmly for a minute. In her usual style, she interviewed him for his life and was pleased that he liked nothing more than to talk about himself. .
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