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Their idea of maidenly innocence was just a blank white—the sort of flat white that doesn’t shine. She leaned back in her chair. Sydney was strumming over a new song which stood upon the piano. For on reaching the second floor, a swishing sound came to Gerald’s ears, as of someone moving about. She came to me in a dream. ‘Bon.
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