" "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. I had not seen the courtyard in many years and I was happy to dream of those times. “Because you used to be my friend, Lucy, and now I don’t get to see you anymore unless I can get into your house. In a tall glass the rind of a Syrian orange was arranged in spiral form.
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