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Ever hear of the djinn in the bottle? Like enough. He took her there on the cold, dirty floor, his nails digging into her back, his teeth sinking into her breasts. Could she hold him and manage the reins? If only Gerald had not gone. He knew that tragedy was as blind as justice, that it struck the child and the grown-up impartially. “Come with me. Spurling.
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