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Perhaps the boys had already faced off and he had missed it, he thought sourly. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. "The blood that has been spilt is that of his wife. He never said hello, as if it had become a personal taboo for him. ” “Shall we go now?” “I think I would like to listen to music.
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