A sense of loss was amongst us. “A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. A woman isn’t much freer—in reality. Kneebone's cheeks glowed with rage, and he set down the wine untasted, while Blueskin resumed his song. She dared not look directly at him, her head obscured by a gray hoodie, she had the slumped appearance of an androgynous adolescent. Then he hovered undecidedly for some seconds with his hands in his pockets and his mouth puckered to a whistle before he turned to go home by the Avenue.
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