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If I did not love you en désespoir, I would assuredly blow off your head. The Yale spirit! Ah Cum smiled whimsically. The door was then locked, and he was left alone. It was as if her finite human brain could only store a limit of information, details like hair color and fingernail shape easily jettisoned to make room for the nuances of a grin or the emotion of a shoulder blade. She herself had cut the slender tie that had bound them. She infused menace into her voice. Hollo rumbled in his throat. You will torture yourself and torture her all through life; but in the end she will pour the wine of her faith into a sound chalice. So I undertook to protect her by keeping love out of her life, by crushing it whenever it appeared, obliterating it.
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