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“Charlie was right about you, Nan,” she said in a voice of pure defeat. “You are a gentle spirit. And probably too good for people like us.”
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6000
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The Gourmand slowly led the way /
And her assistants followed, /
Pulling coolers full of delicacies in her wake, /
Pausing at twenty-foot intervals as she stopped to breathe.
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173011
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"Her actions in the city seemed invariably designed to destroy that person, which she’d worked so hard all her life to become."
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