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gravel. Though meant to produce a totally different effect, the narrative seemed
to excite the risible propensities rather than the commiseration of his auditor; and
when Mr. It was the day I borrowed a pencil; the
day we first spoke to one another. I’m six hundred and
forty-eight years old, John! I should have never seduced a
young boy, let alone expected him to keep my secrets for
me. “Should I leave? Sounds like she is running out of
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