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He pressed the long shapely hand warmly in his. “For men have reason, women rhyme A man scores always, all the time. ’ “Crude, I admit. John knew everybody, it seemed. Like a nightmare memory that returned again and again to haunt her. 153 The halls emptied with special urgency as teens rushed forth into heated cars and buses to make the mad dash home before the coming storm. Another door was next opened, and, preceded by the ordinary, with the sacred volume in his hand, the prisoner entered the room.
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