Her acrid rose perfume oil that hung in the air that smelled like a head shop, her V. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. Contenting himself with brandishing the weapon in the Jew's eyes, he exerted all his force to prevent him from rising. "I owe you nothing," he repeated, dully.
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