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"I am, Charcoal. Good heavens! She was discussing love-making. ” “But what are you going to do—where are you going to live?” Annabel asked. The ink, contained in a grimy bottle unearthed in the outhouse, was old, and made blotches as soon as it touched the paper. We are in love.
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