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Faintly bothered by what it might mean, Gerald rose from his seat and crossed to the tray to pour himself a glass of wine. I do not even know his name. I am not prying for my own amusement. Wild," implored the turnkeys. Thrilling, she began to dance, swirled, glided, and dipped. It was time to disappear, no more Becks, no more Spaghetti Nights, no more afternoon kisses in the park with John Diedermayer. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed.
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