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He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned. He greeted the corpulent boy at the register, whose tag read, \"MY NAME IS Jason\" with familiarity. It was a face that matched her body, so pure and beautiful that any man would have killed for her. “And by what right do you do anything of the sort?” “No right at all,” he admitted. As they kissed goodbye, she hoped that he felt the same reluctance to part.
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