The small Diedermayer clan was a captive audience. She did not try to approach him. Another picture slid across her vision. For what indeed does she do? A simple song, no gesture, no acting, nothing. We’ll leave him here, with a couple of others. She waited a few minutes, then greeted the burly doorman who stood as the building’s lone sentry. One particularly humiliating thing came out— humiliating for me. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom.
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