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"Mine died while I was over here. Fire; she was full of it. It's so stuffy—and all that tobacco smoke!" He inspected his watch. Tell me. \"See ya later, Michelle. ” Michelle sat in a yogi’s posture on the cold plywood, her eyes closed as if meditating. A sprinkling of callow youths, and a couple of pronounced young Jews, who were talking loudly together in some unintelligible jargon of the City.
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