Did he like freaks? She opened her black umbrella, her giant sun deflector. Will you forgive me—if I say no more?” She looked at him with perplexed, earnest eyes. “I am lonely. A corner could hold the promise of a shelf of dainty crystals, volcanic ices of rainbow colors, or figurines of saints sculpted from horn and bone reenacting their martyrdoms on delicate miniature wooden stages.
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