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She drew her naked arms around herself. “I’m still inside you. She glanced at the Frenchman, and found him struggling with the portrait that was embedded around his scalp. When I was younger, I was very sick with a deadly flu. It ran in rivulets down her face, penetrating her hood and the thick quilting of her coat. They were filthy after the burial. ‘Me, I am tout à fait stupide.
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