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Her hair was of the darkest brown, and finest texture; and, when unloosed, hung down to her heels. ” True summer descended like a sticky fever upon August’s arrival, bringing with it miasmas of humidity that seemed to hang from the trees like mucus. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. “How could it not have hurt?” His analytical side started putting in overtime. ’ ‘Oh, do they?’ Gerald said, sudden wrath kindling. And he had destroyed all this. They are not bad girls, but the average tourist has that misconception of them.
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