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I came to London to look for you, and somehow the figure I saw in my dreams had got mixed up with you. You’ll end up dead, that’s what. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. But it is the truth.
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