Down under the incalculable selfishness of the penitent child there was the man's uneasy recollection of Judas. 272 < 34 > EPILOGUE She paced the Manhattan neighborhood, her backpack swinging, marveling at the austere buildings gleaming silver in their starkness. "There won't be much left for you," he said. People think it is, but they are wrong.
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