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Her heartbeat raced, her limbs turned to water, and it was only by a miracle and the strength of the arms that held her that she remained standing on her feet. She sat herself upon the bed. That held his thought as the magnet holds the needle, inescapably. It was free of leering men, unthinkable punishments, and human evil. The name of his father's murderer is also known to me. London Bridge had suffered a degree less than most places. He tore it down just as the Wastrel rose, wavering slightly. I'll remember that.
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