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The sounds of the seashore infiltrated her dreams as she floated in heavenly bliss of sleep. ‘This is a private house,’ Hilary said severely, ‘and you are trespassing. She imagined herself on a barren 41 plain, post-Apocalypse, convulsing, waiting to die with the cockroach. It’s obvious you have eyes for someone else. He flipped the television off. Ruth is not another man's wife; she is all your own, for better or for worse.
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