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The lace was family lace, easily recognizable. For a time Ann Veronica went on her way gauging the quality of sordid streets. Now, abruptly, they were real again, though very distant, and she had come to say farewell to them across one sundering year. Even the light was different in Athens, soft and golden, sweet as the morning dew blessed by Athena herself.
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