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And stony broke. I have it on my conscience that I offended you—” “Offended me when?” “I’ve been haunted by the memory of you. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. These amazing infants! Suddenly he came upon the true solution: that the boy hadn't meant to steal whatever it was he had stolen.
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