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Her small round breasts were vulnerable under her mostly nonfunctional Kmart bikini bra. The knots and broken pale that made the garden-fence scalable, and gave access to the fields behind, were still to be traced. “Why not?” he exclaimed. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. It was his redemption, his ticket out of hell—that blue-serge coat. Though nearly dark, there was still light enough left to enable him to discern surrounding objects. "Excuse me," he said, plunging his fork into a fowl, and transferring it to his plate.
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