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“What do you mean?” she asked. “He is not—I don’t like him. It was she who felt guilty as he showed her their bedroom, smelling her perfume, ingesting their psychic leftovers. Essentially the talk was a mixture of fragments of sentences heard, of passages read, or arguments indicated rather than stated, and all of it was served in a sauce of strange enthusiasm, thin yet intense.
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