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Very central in Miss Miniver’s universe were the Goopes. John. Move. “Why? Do you think I’m a stoner?” He asked. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. “Sure, I guess so. For all you might know, I might have someone watching you.
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